The Obvious One

            When Darla got down to three hundred and sixty pounds, her friend Mildred threw her a party. They were the only ones there and split a huge birthday cake. The next morning, Darla had weighed herself. Three hundred and sixty-five pounds, the scale had said. “Shit,” she’d replied. #             She sits on a…

The Proper Way to Live

                A pressing, distressing narrative this is not. It’s 1570 Spain, and I’m a missionary building a church in the middle of the forest. It’s 1960 southern United States and I’m a policeman shining the beam on a tree, and its leaves, as the sky shines bright with stars and people sing in the distance,…

The Orange Shirt of Crazy

“What are you going to do today, Lloyd?”  It’s my wife on the phone.  I hang up. Downstairs, I burn the toast, and then I burn the toaster.  The car slips from the driveway into the tundra.  At the end of the street, John from 4684 waves my window down.  “What are you going to…