Ben CookSilkThe roses had sat on the kitchen counter for weeks, so long that the water in the bottom of the vase was beginning to congeal. Once a…Feb 1, 2017Feb 1, 2017
Ben CookElection DayMy nostrils register the stranger before my eyeballs get a chance. The morning breeze, warm for early November, wafts a musky scent, along…Oct 26, 2016Oct 26, 2016
Ben CookThe Fortunate BeastsHeights aren’t really my thing, so I only look down briefly. Just enough to get the gist. Some crazy motherfucker, spinning in circles…Aug 17, 2016Aug 17, 2016
Ben CookA Change of PlansJapan is her idea. A way to reconnect. A second honeymoon, even though we never really had a first. Only eighteen when we married, it…Feb 11, 2016Feb 11, 2016
Ben CookThe CommonsDarius broke right and sprinted down the alleyway, but deep down he knew even his best effort would be futile. Athletic endeavors had…Nov 10, 2015Nov 10, 2015
Ben CookSo Full of Loving Echoes“Do you remember that little glass house?” he asks, taking a break from the faded magazine splayed across his lap. “The one with all the…Aug 25, 2015Aug 25, 2015
Ben CookUnder the Desert MoonJasmine felt a sharp jolt of pain as her ankle rolled beneath her, twisting her foot at an awkward angle and sending her crashing to the…Jul 9, 2015Jul 9, 2015
Ben CookFifteen to LifeMost days I eat my lunch outside. There’s a break room with a vending machine and microwave and everything, but I bring my own chips…Jun 9, 2015Jun 9, 2015