The girl with the quiet, angry face did not, of course, call herself ‘girl with the quiet, angry face.’ She was Charlotta Phelps, but Charlotta was the kind of young woman who did realize strangers must call her ‘quiet, angry-faced girl’ and she relished having… Read More
It should have been a normal rush hour ride from Brookland Station, past Georgia Avenue, through Columbia Heights, then down through that damnable bottleneck…
Dear Mr. Tannenbaum, Please consider the following before you file criminal charges, or whatever: A few years ago, I also threw a snowball at Dr. Somiley. Maybe you don’t remember his family? They were at the open house. Dr. Somiley was a dentist. Also, no… Read More
And so, the mighty Silverback Titan emerged from the frozen earth, looking for his lost pack (of paperclips). Titan missed his mate Strawberry the most. And the cub, little Pipa. The two juveniles he could leave–and Titan grated silvery metal jaw as he hopped along,… Read More
Four: October 30, 2012 Gyra and Dansel sat patiently while the owner of that shack retold his favorite memory, from just before the Near-Revolution of October, 2010. There was tea for them, but it was cold. And the old man’s version of cookies was something… Read More
