GASTROPODA

At the softball game, the mothers band together, the fathers together. It’s tradition. No one violates tradition, unless the spillover of...

As we shuffle into class on Wednesday, near-sighted Nellie spies a shiny golden apple on our teacher, Mr. Ward’s, desk. The apple has a...

A man stood on the rooftop of his 20-floor apartment building, knowing himself to be full of borders. He had ridden the train home from...

It was the day she’d gone to the beach with Rob she was bitten, on that third date. It had to be. She hadn’t thought she liked him enough...

Max collects bugs. Crickets, cicadas, stick insects, one golden Weta. Rae helps him to catch moths and butterflies, North Island Lichen,...

Maybe you don’t believe in the Loch Ness Monster. Maybe you’ve never thought to. There’s a lot to concern yourself with in the sixth...

Alone in her room, Gladys traces the edge of the world, picturing a wall with a sign: “The End.” She watches herself climb to the top of...

We never imagined life without them. Then one day, with no eruption or rending of earth, Poof — peaks, slopes and valleys are fields,...

The snow has finally left us—the last bit of it melted into a puddle at the top of the driveway. Foraging robins scatter across the...

Smile sweetly when his bag whacks you on the head as he makes his way to the back of the bus. Whisper ‘no problem’ even though he hasn’t...

On the first day of August, the lake in the forest swelled like the belly of a waterlogged corpse. I sat on the shore and wrote a book...

The lady in yellow didn’t dance at the show. Sad. Back in grad school, there was this happy-to-tagalong girlfriend of another student....

I am going to prepare one of your favorite meals. You will like it, I’m sure. To start I will put dried anchovies, onions and some...

I was born to live on land like the others before me. For a time, I did, until my legs started to curl just below my knees. It wasn’t...

He’d been wishing the horse his whole life. As a boy, he managed the tail, pinned to nothing out back. As he grew older, the outline of...

I lie on my back in the clearing, holding a telescope to my eye, tired or dying - I don’t know which. I used to look for them in...

He'd always meant to learn to use the washing machine in the flat, but the instructions were a foreign language. His lack of domesticity...

I have a secret I clutch in my hands. It’s that I miss you. Who can I tell – my brother, my coworker, my husband? None of them would...

Strapped for cash, Cameron Diaz sold her digital image rights to a start-up called GeneTech. Back then, no one really knew where it could...

If reincarnation is real, I want to come back as campfire food. A jacket potato, baked in foil. Rolled out of the bonfire with a large...