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“Though the scent faded over the next year, Orion’s longing for his dead father only increased, along with his confusion about whose son he really was.”

From: “Orion’s Belt.” (Read it now in The Alembic, Spring 2016, p. 25.http://www.providence.edu/english/Documents/TheAlembic.2016.A.pdf)

 

“Pathology labs are always located in the basement, as if they want to ease your body parts into the ground even before they finish admiring your first tumor.”

From: “Is My Husband’s Autopsy Covered?” (Read it now in Forge, 2014, 8)

 

“I was always fearful of losing Simone to a gymnast, not a Siamese twin.”

From:  “The Incest Clinic,” The G.W. Review, April 2011 (CAUTION: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT SOME READERS MAY FIND UNSUITABLE)

Excerpts

“The sugar is not high enough to make you diabetic, but this could be a start; something creepy, like a man sticking his face behind the corner of a door slightly ajar.”

                                                                                                    —”An Unethical Publication of a Doctor-Patient Correspondence,” Briar Cliff Review, 2007, 19: 20-21

 

“Your virtual colonoscopy boils down to the equivalent of a disoriented gastroenterologist wandering through a cave filled with dingy sulfur pools and harsh biting methane winds similar to the surface of Jupiter—in your case more aptly Uranus…”

—”Another Inappropriate Publication of an Abnormal Total Body Scan,” Dos Passos Review, 2007, 4:74-79

 

“Then again, perhaps this is unnatural after all. Just like a sixty-year-old woman shouldn’t become pregnant with in-vitro fertilization techniques or donor eggs, maybe it’s not normal for a man nearly sixty-five years old to have such an overwhelming rigid and steel-like hard on.”
“I’m embarrassed at first, so I use an empty tennis ball can to shield my genitalia as he wheels me into the emergency room.

—”The Alligator Wrestler,” Red Cedar Review, 2006, 41:53-58

 

“He thinks back to his mother’s mastectomy. The often phony smile she gave him when he finally saw her in the hospital room, the new bathrobe he learned to hate. His mother came home with a new striped pink and white bathrobe and without a breast.”
“Soon it’s obvious that his mother has lost a lot of weight, just like his old patient, as if they were bunk mates at Bergen-Belsen.”

“Under Her Bra,” Red Wheelbarrow, 2006, 7:160-169

 

“The train descends farther into the volcanic depths, where the crisp and flowery smell of the island gives way to a more metallic and industrial scent. Within minutes it seems we’re descending so far down, I wonder if we’ll hit lava.”

“A Uterine Transfer (for America),” Eleven Eleven, 2009, 7:168-172

 

“‘When you were thirteen,’ Mrs. Herzweig told me, ‘instead of a bar mitzvah, you got a Jewish heart.’ It happened to be the heart of her son, Marty. He died in a motorcycle accident, a few weeks after his 17th birthday. I learned a lot about my donor from his family, and it began when I received the letter inviting me to my first Passover Seder.
‘It is not polite to refuse such an invitation,’ my father said. ‘It was their son who gave you his heart. Attending a dinner is the least you can do.'”

“Graft vs. Host,” Confrontation, 2009, 104:213-226

 

“The modest-size ranch, which seemed so comfortable growing up, was now a decayed and withering box, something I imagined would house my poor father’s remains–bloating, liquefying.”

“My Father’s Oz,” Quiddity, 2010, 3:120-126