Yale Daily News

Memories? The memory is of nothing. The memory is of abortion and not-being. What was it that I had said about the repulsion of the […]

February 3, 2015

They say that red light is more calming for safari animals. The exit signs are red.   The conductor came by to take my ticket. […]

November 20, 2014

Deborah was a rebel child before she met me. You can see it in the old photographs. The one I love best is taped to […]

April 25, 2014

Carmen is the one who finds Sarah’s body. It is in the shed beside the dock behind the blackened burnt shell of a house in […]

April 11, 2014

“My cousin Jeannie has a nose like a e-le-phant!” It’s true — Jeannie the Meanie does have a nose like an e-le-phant. But no one […]

April 11, 2014

Hail. Everybody hail Augustus. Augustus, who didn’t need glasses; Augustus, my friend. Augustus and I haven’t spoken in ten years, and he is not missing. […]

April 11, 2014

They appeared in the night. Milo heard them first, from outside of his bedroom window — a low buzz, deep buzz, a buzz that sank […]

March 22, 2014

Sunlight. The room is touched with yellow. She rolls over. She is fourteen and her bed is covered in eyelets, a bedspread bought when she […]

January 30, 2014

Like the décor of my old pediatrician’s waiting room, the design of the Insect Inquiry Office at the Connecticut Agricultural Experiment Station (CAES) kindly informs you of […]

January 30, 2014

What picture? Daddy sent you a picture message this morning? Must have gotten one of his friends in line there to take a picture of […]

December 1, 2013

Isabel is already awake. Her comforter lies heaped on the floor, bottom end folded under the mattress (as always). Peter lies naked on her bare […]

November 7, 2013