Under the Gaze of the Lion by Rosaleen Lynch
It was our seventeenth anniversary. I bought him a voucher for a workshop. He loved it. Never thought of doing it himself but was always intrigued by the practice, he…
It was our seventeenth anniversary. I bought him a voucher for a workshop. He loved it. Never thought of doing it himself but was always intrigued by the practice, he…
Most spiders have four pairs of eyes. That’s eight eyes. And 56 knees. That’s seven knee joints per leg. I’m really good at my times tables. Mum’s cooking tea. She…
My fiancé’s sister Marcie convinced me to come on the promise of catharsis. How it goes, she says, driving us to the park, dashboard fan parting her ocean of curls,…
Bob Bell had trouble breathing. It was the basement. The damp. The mold. The days down there with the cash registers and barber chairs. Bob wore his dead father’s clothes.…
At St. Christopher School in Kent, Ohio, they still made you go outside for recess in eighth grade. So my friends and I would gather in a circle in the…
Staring at the green stuck on my finger, I was judging the sagging piece of coriander for allowing shades of ginger in its body. You were standing with your back…
Hermes, the messenger god, lives in Menlo Park and works at Facebook. Obvi. OMG I can’t stop looking! I can’t, I can’t! It’s like a million train wrecks a minute.…
Gabriel didn’t see the fall. He was kneeling behind his rosebush and could only hear the skitter-clatter of the skateboard followed by a dull slap of flesh and the boy’s…
I’d kept it all these years just in case we had a girl. I unzipped the bag and it opened like a tired eye, revealing a sliver of swirly flowers,…
Licorice-flavored steam rises from the bath. At home we have normal bubbles from a pink plastic bottle, but Gran picks elderflower leaves from her tree in the courtyard and boils…
Eoin sits cross-legged on the floor, his five-year-old brain absorbed by his latest Lego challenge. His sandy brown hair is too long and covers his ears. My sister tells me…
They are driving on a suburban parkway. The vacation, so long awaited, still feels new. They have walked in a woods by a boulder-strewn stream. They have showered together and…