VIII. After the Fall

i.You grow a green world, have a green thumb, I see,and I gladly enter into your loamy scented Eden,hung with … More

II. To Escape Paradise

Walking backward now I watch myself, my face reversedin the mirrored glass. I open it and turn the clock handsback to … More

“I wonder if I say his name whether he’ll walk through that door,” Nina said. “Sometimes I think it’s a kind … More

I can taste the salt on my lips I lick with my tongueconstantly my lips chapping and peeling a littlefor … More

David Chan asked the officer to let Nina Goo into the parking lot. “David, David,” she said, “what’s happened?” Chan … More

I finished typing the story and took the original to HPD. Chan was out, but Detective Stillman said he’d give him … More

Chan hunched in the vestibule. The shouting came from the right. Peering around the corner, he saw that this great hall … More

“Well no, but you know, I get it. When these guys are all worked up before they do it, it’s unreal … More

I was teaching two sections of English Composition 101, and two of 102. I still couldn’t quite understand the need for … More

“But I grew up with Jerry. I can’t believe he’d be involved in criminal activity, David.” Chan said, “Lanning, people grew … More

No one made Thanksgiving feasts like my mom. For one thing, the turkey was always juicy. I don’t know why, but that’s … More

I shivered. It felt like someone had shot up the room with an ice cannon. She was maybe 5’7”, short black … More

After she’d left Café Bon-Bon, Denise Chan had made a beeline for Miles Kuroda’s apartment. When Miles opened the door, … More

Chris Andaya’s smoldering rage scared Denise Chan, and his capacity for harming other human beings terrified her. What horrified her most, … More

so dis year I only goin be one half year oldahdan I was my las birtday. Cuzj’like I nevah live wit … More

Chan went to the desk and picked up. “Hello.” Silence. “Hello?” “Who’s this?” came from the other end. “I’m Denise’s brother.” … More

They sat down in the two barber chairs. Chan said, “Did Rudy work here alone?” “Yeah,” Yamamoto said. “So why … More

You will know what real is when you ridethe dreams of smoke and updraft air, waves breakingon the breath of … More

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to wipe the slate clean,tabula rasa, my mind a blank, history erased, wake up tomorrow knowing nothingbut … More

These things. I thought I’d wear them only when I died.I’ve never been accused of being a social butterfly,have long … More