Short Story

The Ginhouse Madrigals

I remember the day Amy first told me she wanted to be a novelist. We were in the Inner Richmond with Lev, trying out a…

and Void

In a rare fit of a charity, we, the editorial staff of Il Macchiato, have decided to publish…

Duck Duck

I remember the day when mom finally caved, when Goose moved up front for good. We were on the way home from soccer practice. I was in my car…

To Drown in Tchotchkes…

My mother likes to send me random gifts. It’s a trait she inherited from her mother, who also likes to send me random…

1992

When they get back to the room the baby isn’t there, not where they left it sleeping on its sweater on the bed. What ensues is maybe three seconds of…

Infinite Zoom

Two years out and already I remember almost nothing of my college classes. In all my time there I can recall only one conversation…

Love at the dentist

The first time we met she told me I had gum disease, which was not at all normal for someone my age. She asked me if I’d…

my own night at the museum

My son and I watched “Night at the museum.” Didn’t care for it personally, but the kid pissed his pants, he was…

The Rise and Fall of the New Floridian Space Administration

Eggsit

They say don’t put all your eggs in one basket. Well, I only have one egg, and if it were in more than one basket it would be broken and I would…