by Lydia Davis / Experimental & Hybrids
I don’t know the best way to express this. I’ll try a few ways: Pound’s son Omar was the husband of my half-sister’s father’s niece. My half-sister’s father’s sister had a daughter who married Pound’s son Omar. My half-sister’s father’s niece, in …
by Lydia Davis / Experimental & Hybrids
Can you create a tragic scenein which you mentiona what-not? All works © Lydia Davis
by Lydia Davis / Experimental & Hybrids
What this means isthe wagon dragged back,the oxen halted,a man’s hair and nose cut off:not a good beginning. All works © Lydia Davis
by Patrick Scott Vickers / Experimental & Hybrids, Fiction
At first, he had two keys. House. Car. Then he locked himself out of the car, so he had a duplicate key made and put the duplicate in his wallet. He kept his wallet in his back pocket, and the …
by Hibah Shabkhez / Experimental & Hybrids
You are all my joy and my only despair, she wrote, fiercely raking in breath and strength, willing her eyes to stay open and her hand steady, and I would die for you even if I would also like to …
by Diane Payne / Experimental & Hybrids
I interrupt my neighbors gathering near their garage with their friends to say, “It sounds like you have chickens in your garage.” They stop laughing and give me a dirty look. I try to correct this neighborly misunderstanding and lean …
by Zebulon Huset and Kate Strong Stadt / Experimental & Hybrids
I. Crow Friends I haven’t made a crow friend yetbut I’m trying. They say corvidswill bring those that feed themtreasures, tiny shiny thank yous.I spy each dash of trash on my stooplike it were stashed under a spangleddouglas fir in …
by Taylor Sykes / Experimental & Hybrids
I shimmer under black lights and sway to the sound in my perfect purple-sequined dress purchased just for this. It flows over my hips, skims my fishnet thighs. I’ve tied up my hair in a silk scarf. I am Edie …
by Matt Leibel / Experimental & Hybrids
“We are a sad people, without hats”-from Mary Ruefle, “The Bunny Gives us a Lesson in Eternity” Your first mistake was assuming there is only one kind of Hell: there are as many hells as there are islands, grains of …
by Matt Leibel / Experimental & Hybrids
1. It’s 1982. Your parents have dressed you up—a little too formally, you think—for a restaurant dinner. You and your brother are wearing ties, even though you’re going to a steakhouse—no lobster, no caviar, no white-gloved waitstaff, not that you …
by Kim Chinquee / Experimental & Hybrids
A Chevy Berlinetta. Her husband had surprised her. The sun began to set, and he drove them with the top down. She said to him she loved him. She didn’t care about the car much. She drove it, pushing on …