I had my first trip to the dentist last week. I do mean first, too. I don't think I ever went growing up. Mom said baby teeth didn't matter since I was going to lose them anyway, and the little dentists would protect my permanent teeth...

I bought a new house last month. It’s a lovely little place. It’s rustic, homey, remoteβ€”everything I wanted. The man I bought it from built it himself forty-five years ago. He told me that. He told me everything about it, from the depth of the...

Back in 1956, I signed up for a psych experiment in college. They had a float tank, one of those sensory deprivation chambers, and they needed people willing to be closed up in it. Easiest experiment in the world, as far as I was concerned. All...

I’ve read that your hair and fingernails keep growing after you die. Then again, I’ve also read that that’s stupid, and that actually what happens is that your skin contracts, making your hair and nails look longer. That one always seemed more reasonable to me....

PHENISTONE ROAD, CLAPHAM, August 20th, 19β€”. I have had what I believe to be the most remarkable day in my life, and while the events are still fresh in my mind, I wish to put them down on paper as clearly as possible. Let me say at the...

My brother Sean was ten years older than me. We lived with our parents in a place called Garland, Virginia which is 40 miles southwest of Washington, DC.Β  When Sean was in his teens, he and my parents didn’t get along at all, and after...

I was going to bed. I was tired, just like you’re supposed to be. I lay down, turned the light off, and closed my eyes. And then I waited. Just like I was supposed to. Falling asleep is a little like standing on the shores...

I cupped my face in my hands and exhaled slowly, sweat dripping from flushed skin. My hair hung from my scalp like golden seaweed, swaying gently in the sun. I felt sick. The sun filtered in through the blinds like baked color, a slather of...

First her husband went, then all the flowers in the garden followed. I felt bad for her, you know? You try to be friendly in this neighborhood, get to know the people who live only a few feet away from you in any direction. You try...

ENTRY 1 My name is Jason. I live in the suburbs of a small city on the east coast. I’m not sure I want to say where exactly. Something is happening and I think it’s important for me to write this down. I live alone in...

I lie on my bed, staring at my sliding glass door. It was late, probably well past midnight. I couldn’t sleep. That seemed to be a recurring issue ever since I moved into my new apartment two weeks ago. It was a small studio apartment,...

β€œNeon signs are bug zappers for barflies, used to lure in the weak-minded and kill them on the drink.” This was the lecture my mother gave often throughout my childhood. Her distrust of bars and drinking was understandable, she’d lost a husband to them. Eventually, she’d lose...

Something isΒ changingΒ the people in my apartment building. I don’t know how better to describe the present phenomena rather than to explain, as simply as I can, that they come backΒ different. When they speak, their eyes never move, never leave for a second, piercing, dwelling shadow orbs...

The pregnancy had not been unplanned. In fact, we had planned our entire livesΒ around the pregnancy… patiently acquiring degrees and job titles until we were financially secure enough to start trying. Then, the careful charting of Anna’s cycles, and the dutiful love-making, even if we...

8Why would you tell a five-year-old kid such a fucked up tale? Ever since the memory of my fifth birthday came back to me, this is the question I’ve kept asking myself. But I don’t have the answer. I suppose I shouldn’t be that surprised. Given the...

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