
I was ten years old when the neighbors called the police to extinguish the Holy Sock Fire my mother had started in the parking lot of our building.

“I saw Siamese twins yesterday,” I said, and everyone seated around the elegantly-set dining table stopped what they were doing.

There is a tendency in America to romanticize the small town, but one should not make that mistake with Rixford, Pennsylvania…

My uncles have raised me ever since my widowed mother ran away from Break-A-Leg and left me behind. Josiah is all business and worms. Obediah is unpredictable and moody. It’s hard to tell whether he’ll yank me off my feet and waltz me across the boggy ground, or whether he’ll have one of his tantrums…

The bus. Early morning to set the scene. Think about the sun in the morning like that. Like it’s just like barely you know? Like it’s soft. Anyway there were two people on it when I got on, a dude dressed like the Grim Reaper with a six-pack in his lap…