Here Comes the Orange by Chris Milam
The color orange. As I stare intently at the flat-screen, my defeated eyes are searching for the only thing that matters, something that could turn lead into gold, or more…
The color orange. As I stare intently at the flat-screen, my defeated eyes are searching for the only thing that matters, something that could turn lead into gold, or more…
I reach for my rum, swallow it and the colonel’s words. “If you hear the gun fire, you’re probably all right.” I want to believe what he told me, but…
After drifting around the world for months, take a massage course in Bali, then slope back to London and move in with Takeshi, a man you barely know, a socially…
Black objects absorb heat better than white ones. The sun is approximately 93 million miles away. The square on the hypotenuse equals the sum of the squares on the other…
Molly was the first girl I ever fancied. There was something loose in her eyes, something frantic and unsatisfied. Her father was a violent man. Her mother was wild and…
2. The Waves are churning like my stomach does when I’m hungry and the sand is wet. Of the two, my mother knows best, because her back rubs against it…
We saunter into the hotel lobby, wet flip flops slapping the tiles. I choose a wobbly table and sit, scan the room: A young mom and her lanky husband, flinging…
I understand the Witch now. A little over a year ago, I succumbed to a bad flu — the kind of true influenza that leaves you dry, spent, delirious. Alone…
Horse. Orange. Chevrolet. Daisy. Three weeks ago, at the sparkling, remodeled hotel, we decided (against better sense) to ascend the marble staircase. We had been here before, for our honeymoon.…
They walk around their city wearing those masks that surgeons wear. Four little boys, younger than me with shaved heads, stare right at me out of the telly. I can…
These are some things you don’t yet know. To suck in your belly. To pull at the flab on your thighs as you stand in front of a mirror and…
– 0 – You are born, in Scotland. In February. It is cold outside. And wet. Perhaps you shake and shiver, newly exposed to this strange world all at once.…