Sakeen
Sakeen the housemaid was rarely free to play with us, even at parties. She had to prepare dinner, serve it to the guests, and clean up. Shahnaz, my uncle’s wife, liked to throw big parties to outplay our mothers in a game between them known
Category Archives: Fiction
What Water Remembers
Once, a long time ago, when the earth was old but Serbs were still young, men and women and everyone in between thought that water was God and they prayed to it fervently.
Algal Bloom
I remember the first thing Vienna said to me, after she ran up the driveway to our cabin, was “The water is full of poison.” When I said “What?” she stepped back, and scraped her eyes over me, instead of answering, a clear appraisal. “You
Moonlight in Water
One day, Kyoko had the idea of showing her vegetable garden reflected in a hand mirror to her husband upstairs. For her husband, confined to bed, this alone would open out a new life before him. One could never say that it was simply “this,”
Old Lady 2079
Boobie, listen, I don’t know what to tell you. History is people being assholes to each other in increasingly sophisticated ways.
Farewell to Douala
Sex. Brutality. Animal faces. Wrathful oceans. Rickety boats. Stupid men who robbed my human rights. Insecure love affairs. Floating corpses’ love affairs. Am I also a floating corpse? What else?