My Princess

Originally published in print for Pure Slush: Five Pure Slush Volume 10 Fernando shifted in his metal chair, waiting for the immigration agent to talk. So, the agent said, you’d like to stay? Si, signore, said Fernando. Ah, yes. What does Orlando have that Naples doesn’t? We have the best wine in the world. We … Continue reading My Princess


Picking Shirts

Originally published in Pure Slush: Picking Shirts Every Sunday afternoon at five o’clock, Martin’s wife Lee says, “You have to pack before Bug goes to bed.” This Sunday was no different. Elizabeth, his petite two-year-old ran up to him and asked, “tea, Daddy?” So they sat at her plastic, red and white table and chairs. She … Continue reading Picking Shirts