On Monday, there are leftovers from Sunday dinner. Baked chicken, red beans, macaroni pie, fresh vegetable salad, potato salad, and of course, Spanish rice. But he could get that at any of the other houses, so she saves that for herself and makes baked fish with cassava, yam, green bananas, and eddoes. Solid blue food […]
Mad Derek said he was going to do a lap. The others who worked the yard—Weaselboy, Slow Pete, Sid, The Other Paul—burst out laughing. “Gawn with you,” they said. “Been at the antifreeze again?” “Gonna do it,” he said. Back in the 90s, he said, back in the 90s, around the cruises down Lakeside way, […]
She was drowning, gasping brine down her raw and waterlogged throat, so I took her. And why not? This is all you know me for. I take children. I bring them to my cave beneath the sea, I tuck them inside, and I eat them. You know why I do it. My own children stolen. […]
When you told your husband you loved the rain, a secret you whispered at the end of your wedding vows, rather than leaning in to kiss you, he looked as though he wanted to strike you. It was he who taught you to fear storms and it was he who brought you to the town […]
