Author Archives: Mandolin

Check Out “Thirteen of the Secrets in My Purse” in Uncanny Magazine

One: My lipstick. The shade is Heart’s Blood. Morbid, if you ask me. I wanted to know if it was really the color of heart’s blood so I bought beef heart and tried dabbing my lips. Close enough. I emailed … Continue reading

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Check Out “Thirteen of the Secrets in My Purse” in Uncanny Magazine

One: My lipstick. The shade is Heart’s Blood. Morbid, if you ask me. I wanted to know if it was really the color of heart’s blood so I bought beef heart and tried dabbing my lips. Close enough. I emailed … Continue reading Continue reading

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The Pleasures of Reading, Viewing, and Listening

I wrote about my annual narrative pleasures of 2019 at Ambling Along the Aqueduct. The Good Place, Russian Doll, and Bojack Horseman are great – check out what I had to say about them.
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“Your Face” Review at Locus Magazine

Karen Burnham reviews my short story “Your Face” at Locus Magazine. She says “It gets right to the emotional core” of the subject–great to hear!  Read more here.
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Rachel Swirsky 2019 Award Eligibility Post

Check out my three new short stories from this year!   “Oh! Abigail! Oh. It’s good—it’s so good to see you. Mom. Hi. I feel like I could reach out and touch your face. Your face! It’s so good to … Continue reading Continue reading

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Check Out “The Problem with My Dachshund” on Guernica!

“The problem with my dachshund is that he pees. Constantly. Unrelentingly. On rugs and furniture and laps. He looks up at you with those large, dark eyes, and attempts to communicate innocence. I know better. He’s a malicious bladder loosener. … Continue reading Continue reading

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Opportunity to Support a Palestinian Library

I’ve been making microloans through Kiva.org through years, and this project caught my eye. A Palestinian woman is looking to convert an old house into a library and bookshop:  “Duha is a nice girl who lives with her family in … Continue reading Continue reading

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A Haiku for Friday, December 13th

Unmoored, I’m a stone

pitching through bottomless dark

from nothing, toward–

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Pete (aka Petrichor)

Pretty sure we’re getting asked for snacks here.
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A Haiku for Monday, December 5th

Soon, the cold solstice

will spin us back toward the sun.

Until then, I nest.

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