Two Villages

“Nathan,” Jacob says. He sits down across from me. Alan is in the bathroom. “Jacob, hi.” “How are you enjoying your holiday?” he ask...

In the distant mountains there is lightning, and when it goes, the clouds coming over those mountains resemble prehistoric beasts. But mostl...

You come to me in a dream. Which you often do, now that it’s the only place we speak. ‘Somehow we got it all wrong,’ I say. ‘How?’ ‘...

1. As a boy I plucked maple leaves from their trees. I would lay in the warm shaded grass and study the immaculate fissures and veins; th...

Xavi sits in a small, windowless room. The walls are a shade of dirty white. In the middle of the room is a metal table with two chairs. Xav...