You’ll be glad one day.
FAMILY HAPPINESS, POST-INDUSTRIAL BY CORA CRUZ 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 40
“They want me dead. I swear to god.” She holds her face up to the shower in front of her husband, rivers of suds between their feet. When they’ve both rinsed off, one parent will hand the two younger children, in assembly line fashion, to the other for the ritual squirming and protesting under the lukewarm water.
There is a story here. Perhaps just not the one you’re looking for.
ONE BY BERNIE HAFELI 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 40
Red disappeared for a bit before he started hitting all the homers. He claimed he ran into some aliens in the desert. I have to say, there were some things that were never satisfactorily explained.
You hate me because I have this.
LONELY AT THE TOP BY DONNA DALLAS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 40
The Christian Louboutins, first-class flights, the Botox, dinner at Del Frisco’s, lavish parties—I could go on and on—these are all part of the lifestyle you desire.