Wings
Mom only has two pictures of me, both clippings from The Gazette. In the first, she’s holding me at arm’s length so you can see the...
Hope on the Wind
His mother’s tears had become the soundtrack of his sleep, and when it had become too much to bear and knowing that he was too young to...
Plus Ça Change/The More Things Change
As long as she could remember, Gabi had wanted wings, certain it would change everything. When she told her French-Canadian grandmother,...
Eva's Wish
The air clung to her skin, leaving it smelling faintly of the languid notes of cherry tobacco and sweat. It permeated the air and added...
Math Lesson
It was seventy-five yards to the air raid shelter, and it took less than a minute if you left at first howl. Stop for a few seconds if...
A College-Ruled Contemplation
His hand trembles as it rests lightly against my smoothness, fingers tensed. I’ve always wondered if he would ever choose me. And my...
A Tale of War
Johnny’s dead. Got himself shot and killed by a Yankee. In May of 1861, me and Johnny had joined the infantry. As we marched out of our...
Soar
You wake with the rest of them. You bathe, dress, and eat breakfast. After, it’s off to the fields. You’re on sowing duty this week,...
Carry On
If you don’t count mock-up planes at the flight attendant training center, I’d only been on an airplane four times before today. Bing....
Flight of Freedom
Shaylin had been sleepwalking since she was four years old. Her parents had thought it cute until she’d fallen in the bathroom when she...
The Airman
An airman visited Jean Stober’s sixth-grade class during Indian summer. He was thin, red-headed, and wore a blue uniform with medals. He...
I Don't Know
At some dance party, I made friends with a girl from Magadan. By the end of the night, we were already kissing on the lips. We said...
Still Kansas
At 85 miles an hour, your car trembles but doesn't shake. You think that if you go any faster, the old tires won’t be able to handle it....
The Mouth
My childhood memories start to feel more like dreams than remembrances as the years pass, but the last day at the lake house remains...
Cold Turkey
It’s been ten years since he sipped a drink, but the memory of whisky caressing his tongue remained. Strange how he’d never considered...
