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Daniela Kuper writes that she is “a writer who lives in Boulder, Colorado, with my two teenagers, Judah and Sahra. (They like seeing their names in print. So does my friend Mary.)” Her work has appeared in The Amaranth Review and Poetry Forum Short Stories.
How could she tell her son that although she bathes, puts on clothes, laughs at Colbert, and has conversations with people, people don’t know. They don’t have a clue they’re talking to a bunch of scattered molecules trying to imitate a human being.
May 2022At first I thought it was learning or wisdom. Then it came to me: my husband was a ghost; he had nothing but what he could steal from people. He could take the things they cared about most. It was his great gift.
March 1996A woman prays her husband will never stop looking when she undresses. We’ve come so much further than that. Chuck doesn’t notice me at all.
February 1992Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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