Ink and Alphabet
Published in print by Cream City Review. Dear Diary, It’s going to be a mango-less summer. This spring the sun was so strong it killed the tender mango flowers before… Read more »
Published in print by Cream City Review. Dear Diary, It’s going to be a mango-less summer. This spring the sun was so strong it killed the tender mango flowers before… Read more »
“Oh, look!” Roger slammed the brakes and steered into the shoulder, the tires cutting into the rubble across the yellow line. Kelly’s phone jumped out of her hand as the… Read more »
This story won second place in Pithead Chapel’s Larry Brown Short Story Prize. Through the pores of the mosquito net, I see Abba holding my aunt Salma Khala’s hand. She’s… Read more »
A place we fell in love with and made our home, a place where crabs crawled up to the porch as we sat in bamboo chairs, sipping our morning chai,… Read more »
Respond to job postings within cycling distance of the beat-up apartment you share with three college mates. Get interviewed and hired to sit evenings at a stone-front house with a… Read more »
I step out onto the patio and watch the sun slide behind the barn across the road. The bronze highlights the unshaved gray-rooted hairs on my arms. I sit on… Read more »
This story was published in the Hennepin Review. The phone vibrates inside my pocket as I sit in the verandah of your house, my childhood home, holding a washed apple… Read more »
Two stories published in Ruby Literary: Birthday Expectation Her husband asked her to make pooris for his birthday like his mother did. Round, puffy bread dotted with carom seeds, fried… Read more »
I ride to the police station on my Vespa scooter, across the market streets bustling with rickshaws and motorcycles. Along the way, I swivel my neck to look at all… Read more »
It was the year Daddy went hunting. He returned with a fawn in the back of his rusty truck, a poppy-shaped wound in the brown-and-white-spotted body, inches above the front… Read more »