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I imagined thin, parched men and women, kneeling for supplication, and gods descending from the clouds of heaven in flowing garments of silk and bedecked with jewels. Like a mythological drama, except that this was the alleged past of my people.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Read “Where It Ends” by Swapna Kishore.

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Charley sat on a lawn chair watching the sun set. He looked human—sort of—but there were differences, the biggest being the third eye above the bridge of his nose. When Charley got stoned, his corneas turned bright pink and the third eye rolled up into his head.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Read “The Big Splash” by George R. Galuschak.

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analyzing their children for design flaws

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Strange Horizons has accepted my poem “Improving on Nature.” I’ll let y’all know when it goes up. In the meantime this week’s poem is quite wonderful. I get weird comment spam sometimes. This morning I got this, from a website selling cars: “You know an odd feeling? Sitting on the toilet eating a chocolate candy [...]

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When George first started shoplifting, she’d palmed anything portable, from candy bars to nail clippers. Now she specialized in nail polish. By her last count, she had acquired two hundred and twenty-three individual colors. She had posted this on her Facebook status, and some kid from middle school wrote on her wall that she was a “luser.” George decided this made him look way dumber than her, but she still deleted the wall post. Then she unfriended him. George thought of herself as mature because she was not afraid to unfriend someone. Even Bob didn’t unfriend. Though, admittedly, Bob had seven hundred and ninety-one friends and was the founder of the group “WE HEART VAMPIRES!!!!!!” No one called Bob a luser. She got “sllllluuuuuutttt.”

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Read “WE HEART VAMPIRES!!!!!!” by Meghan McCarron.

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flailing their/MBA’s in one’s face, determined to drag/one down to their bottom line.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Read “Some Zombies One Should Avoid” by G. O. Clark.

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The golem is made of dishes. Its arms are pieces of bowls. Its belly is humongous dinner plates. Its legs are ceramic slivers—there’s no telling what those used to be. Its face is made of serving platters, flat and white and simple like the ones you get at Target. Its salt-shaker nose is leaking salt, and the golem sneezes, swaying tentatively towards me.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Read “Kifli” by Rose Lemberg.

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It’s our type of brooch. A reddish stone with little blue flecks in it. Not beautiful and of little value. It’s like us in that. But it’ll help to prove I’m one of us. That’s its only worth.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Read “On Not Going Extinct” by Carol Emshwiller.

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over a kind of script we’ve created

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

In preparation for NaPoWriMo, I’m coming up with some poetry ideas. I have a few topics I want to tackle (Alzheimer’s and my maternal grandparents, a praise poem to bunnies, etc.) and a few forms to work on, including: hay(na)ku: A tercet of 6 words: 1 in the first line, 2 in the second line, [...]

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hitch-hike on the tailpipe of a car

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Read “Little Ghosts” by Duane Ackerson. And my chapbook Edgewise is still available for pre-order.

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Life is a constant surprise when you have Alzheimer’s.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Strange Horizons published my short story “Sundowning” today. This is a very personal story for me: my maternal grandfather had Alzheimer’s for several years before he died last February, and my maternal grandmother has just had to be put in a home because of hers. The character in the story is not either of my [...]

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