Your Book

Garlic peel falls on the book you loaned me. I think of it as your book though you neither wrote it nor are you likely to get it back. My hands are wet. The more fragile papery peelings stick to me until I'm gloved in garlic skin and then everything falls to you. It's open to the … Continue reading Your Book



My husband left after he heard the story and moved back in with his mother. It was my fault and I don't blame him either. I could have told the story better than I did. --Leslie Marmon Silko From Storyteller, Arcade Publishing, 1981