And struggle she did.

"Yes. I have two kids. A boy and a girl." 

Said they were going to do it right this time, get their acts together.

The neighborhood waxwings are drunk on fermented berries.

Tiger Mum is at yoga with Buffalo Mum.

It was the can opener. Adhered to the ceiling.

A soldier sits with feet dangling astride the cannon barrel.

“I should have told you…”

Daddy turns around. He looks sick.

We elected it, so we had only ourselves to blame.

“There's got to be better stuff out there.”

Miss Storm had an idea.

I exist in a spatial and temporal mode you can’t conceive.

You are safest within the house, under the protection of your caretaker.

“A man has jumped into Surya’s den.”

But at least I’m not alone. 

She thought maybe none of it had been really real.

Against my cheek, her hair was softer than I’d imagined.

…the still surface was like glass, a dark mirror reflecting a world of thirst…

Her sacrifice, Suzy thought, was already worth it.