Lauren Aliza Green

What do I know for sure? Only this sliding along the same uneven plane, passing the same few stations, the revolving door of people.The polyurethane seats are dizzying and bright, the colors of cafeteria condiments, the poles covered in the fingerprints of passengers long departed. With a whoosh, the train isextruded into the station like …

After he left, I found it difficultto focus on any one task. I bathedat noon, drove to the community pool only to turn back, knelt in thefenced-in garden to weed but pulled up only roots.In the bathroom, I spun a Q-tipuntil my ear bled. When the children quizzed me on state capitals, I confused Boise …