The Cabin They Tried To Claim
I own a cabin on the shore of Alder Lake, three hours north of where the rest of my family lives, tucked into the birch… Read more
The Night His Mother Found Me
I am thirty-four weeks pregnant, and for three weeks running, my address at night has not been my own bed. It has been the back… Read more
The Delicacies His Mother Expected Me To Buy
The lights over checkout lane four buzzed the way they always did on a Saturday morning, a little too bright and a little too blue,… Read more
The Ordinance They Forgot
The first time I understood they meant to take it, I was standing in my own kitchen with a coffee cup going cold in my… Read more
The Seat at the Head Table
For forty-one years I cut hair in the front room of my house on Sorrel Street, in a town in central Nebraska so small the… Read more
The Neighbor Across the Street
I am seventy-one years old, and until this past spring I believed I had reached the age where nothing new could happen to me. I… Read more