I love staring at my mother’s butt. Iona is jealous of parades, like the planet unfurls before us god-beings walking down the middle of the street, then avalanches ...

Each night when the lights went out and the music ended, the four mannequins in the front window began their most productive hour. Oddly ...

“Yeee-OUCH!” My Tusken Raider voice ululates, and my hands flit to my neck to wrest any ponytail I have left from Abby’s grasp. “What are you doing back there?”   With a huff, she releases her hold on the brush she’s wrapped my curls around. “Trying ...

As the jagged edge struck the crown of my head, the bundle of dingy white envelopes slipped out of the rubber band that held ...

The back porch learned a new quiet. Birds chirped, trees swayed, and insects whirred—a late spring chorus for a gentle afternoon. Yet the quiet ...

What leaves usually turn brown during the fall season? And how dark do they usually get? I was holding a yellow leaf with dark ...

It felt cool to stare up at the stars with his head pressed against the road. At one in the morning, no one could ...

A troop of children marched through the fields that encircled the town. Their voices echoed as they quarreled, and their little heads burned from ...

A thick wind spilled through the streets and over the cars as they slowed to accommodate a bus. It hissed, then jostled away from ...

Sam’s heart was light even as nature gathered itself for one final inconvenience in a morning mauled by them. His dog appeared to be ...