Note to Davy, Addressee of a Postcard I Find in a Consignment StoreDear David Evans III, of Newton, Mass., Your Nanna sent you alligators in full color
DaguerreotypeTo Tamara Lanier, the image of the white-haired black man, emaciated, stripped of his clothing, and staring unflinchingly...
Smoky Water ElegyUp on the Chickasawhay River just north of Shubuta, Mississippi, is a steel truss bridge largely forgotten to time...
You Might Deserve ItMama’s men wore snakeskin with conviction. Of these clowns, who was my daddy—which deserved a long overdue kick to the testicles?
A Non-Smoking HouseIt was dumb luck that I got introduced to Patterson. He was maybe ten years older and spent most of his free time at the bar out in...
Victor's Night CourtHe parked his car across the busy street It only took a few minutes to cross Grand Ave The sun had set on the cold snowy night...
Wings“What are you looking at?” asks one of the girls. “Nothing,” he says. “Nothing.” His milky blue eyes stare at her briefly...