Here’s some flash fiction from Anonymous about the simple, ordinary, maddening things that can loom large when a marriage begins to unravel: I’m at the kitchen counter, chopping carrots. You walk into the kitchen to remind me that you don’t like carrots and peas in your shrimp fried rice. I chop harder, faster. I’m furious […]
by Petra McQueen We are in my front room. Richard is perching on the arm of a chair and I am on the sofa still in my pajamas. This morning he dropped the boys off early and they are rattling through the house finding what they need for school. There’s time for a quick chat and, for […]
by Anonymous When I was numb in my marriage, the numbness extended to physical sensation as well as emotional feeling. I didn’t fully understand this at the time. I sought out someone other than my husband because I wanted a man to feel the opposite of numb about me, the opposite of apathetic. I wanted […]