“Emmylou,” a new story in Maisonneuve



Loveless, motherless, we were submerged beneath cartoonish desires to be the men we thought we could have been whe we were nineteen and twenty-two. But at thirty and thirty-three we weren’t, and it likely had never been possible. That’d been someone’s joke.

“Emmylou,” new fiction for Maisonneuve


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