Charred schoolyard; older boy, we’re charmed, I’m sure. Canti wonder star. Canti wonder star. Fire man in a fire truck, red like his volatile temper at false alarms when he should be relieved as paper to not find this c…

It was two steps to a concrete block, all the way along the grey sidewalks to the bus station. Exactly two steps. Step, step over a crack. Step, step over a crack. On my right side, Shaun’s steps were longer. He w…

I lean forward and swing my elbows over the bridge railing. The wind's blowing the wrong way so her cigarette smoke hits my face. I stop breathing and look at her. I used to think that cigarettes were so ugly. Like the …