We were always trying to get her attention. ‘Your mother is busy,’ said our father. ‘She is an important woman.’
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In Which Hansel Is Gretel and Gretel Is Hansel
This hurts a lot, but it’s true. It is astral projection gone wrong.
Planting Petals
My sister puts petals back into the earth.
The Robe
Our father is a woodcutter driven to drink, and when he drinks he likes to talk.
Salamandrine, My Kid
The twittering machine lies in its crib, rehabilitating its connections.
Garden
Now that night she said we had to go dancing, but first we had to put on dresses.
Small Animal
Sara herself did not know the people throwing the party, but she went to the house in the woods anyway.
Coven
We chant around the grill in our backyard every Friday the 13th to scare the neighbors who told the Homeowners’ Association our violet paint job was garish.
The Lemon Tree
A farmer was wandering through his orchard at harvest time, when he saw an apple hanging from one of his lemon trees.
‘Baby Bird’ & ‘The Barren Wife Gives Birth to a Girl’
I will do the nursing. The suckling and swallowing. He will do the singing.
