Father has a new red girlfriend. Red hair, red face, red man hands. A bog creature. My mother had been all white, untouched. This girlfriend, Marta, is trying to break into my room with a knife. I’…| Flash Frog
We filled our arms with cool bottles of syrupy soda, strawberry licorice, peanut butter crackers, crinkle-cut potato chips—as much as we could carry. Throwing our heads back under the fluorescent l…| Flash Frog
