Temporary Passage (excerpts)
Ben’s father had been the guidance counselor, so photos of him still hung in the George County High School hallways, a pillar among pillars in every class picture for sixteen straight years. Sometimes when Ben, a sophomore, had time between classes, he’d think of stopping and seeing his father again, miniaturized. Charles Lamar Collins. Always in a suit and tie…. Read more →
The girl’s lips glisten as she wraps them around the mini-sausage. Katrina hisses in my ear that some girls are so dumb that they think they can get their asses injected into their lips without it looking like ass-fat. I don’t bother to explain collagen and restalyne, which the doctors are currently pushing at our practice. I know she’ll only… Read more →
Philip opened the door to a carpeted hallway reeking of marijuana. To his right, at the base of the door to apartment fifteen, smoke trickled out. Behind the door, a woman shouted, “You little fucker!” syllables stretched to breaking. She screamed the words again and a third time. Philip stepped toward the tarnished brass numeral fifteen, the five having rotated… Read more →
It doesn’t take an aeronautical engineer to feel pure joy when Jack the Polish pilot lifts the nose of the Cessna 208 Caravan off the Serengeti grass. Then, passing the peak of Kilimanjaro in the air. We learned to pee in a bottle while kneeling. We watched a lion circle a lioness until she roared. We visited houses where more… Read more →