The Spear Cuts Through Water

by Simon Jimenez

Fathers leave in all sorts of ways. Some of them leave in the dark. Some leave only in their heads, while their bodies remain, staring at the world around them forever distantly. Others fade out over time, like an old photo rubbed raw. Many, gone in an instant.

But the truth of the matter was they fought because Jun was grieving and Keema was terrified and Jun was exhilarated and Keema was joyful and Jun was exhausted and Keema was repulsed. They fought because it was the easiest language they spoke.

You can fault the dancer, but more often than not, it is the dance itself that has to change.

the rest areas and the tea tables of the sky deck all but abandoned but for a few old men who were so entrenched in their routine that they could not be bothered to end their ginseng gossip because of a loose wild bear.