Things looked different in his old town—the buildings smaller, the trees taller, the thistles flowering in the ravine they buried Father.
Monica Wang grew up in both Burnaby, Canada, and Taichung, Taiwan, so don’t bother looking for the body.
I heard your voice in a jet engine’s roar, so I pulled out my phone to call you. But you were mid shift, so I texted instead: thinking of u.
M. Brigman is on Kindle.