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Senior Spring

I saw myself, and for the first time, I didn’t look away.

Senior-Year Psychology

The sex in these fantasies was always a product of love.

Shirley Hazzard

We have mysterious inclinations. No one can explain it to us.

Shuttle Diplomacy

Her appearances are fleeting, a gust of air, a murmur in the night.

Silk & Silk

She was the idiot who fell in love with some high-class gigolo.

Sin Vergüenza

He felt desperate for the rains, mosquitoes be damned.

Since the Accident

Since the accident she lost her hold on the world and never got it back.

Sleepy

Hearing the baby’s cry, Varka finds the enemy who is crushing her heart.

Slope

In school, he was called gook, chink, and one boy called him ching-chong.

Smoke Days

Teddy, the new sous chef, is on fire again. It’s the second time in a week. I make a silent promise to myself never to have sex on a beach, not even with Ryan Gosling.

Snapshots of My Brother

We’re all trying, in our own ways, to parse what we may have done wrong.

Something Left Behind

On this small island, everyone knows who comes, especially who goes.

Something Lost

Mr. Holt had grown old since Beverly last saw him. He looked weary.

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens her first rose

Spot the Stations

When I wasn’t teaching social studies, I basically lived on my balcony.

Stealing Time

Maybe all of it was possible. Maybe it all could work out.

Strangers

It was half the Spanish he knew—stop, I have a shotgun.

Tankas

My children, children, remember to let me go, delete my number.

Target Fixation

I grip the handlebar and pin my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable crash.

Tell Me in Italian

She pulls quickly on her cigarette and blows it at me through the phone.

Terminal Depression: Is It Just Me?

I want to dispute that depression is by definition pathological.

Testament

The ego with which we began filters away as love accumulates below.

The Adventure of the Illustrious Client

Both Sherlock Holmes and I had a weakness for the Turkish bath.

The Aphorisms of Henry Adams

The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.

The Art of Becoming a Citizen: A Meditation

It begins on the sunny morning of November 14, 1960.

The Awakening

For the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air.

The Beginnings of a Storm

It’s a mistake to be here, he thinks, but he doesn’t turn around.

The Best of Death

“I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.”

The Blue Hotel

“I suppose there have been a good many men killed in this room.”

The Book of Light

She is a stalk, exhausted. She will surround these bones with flesh.