Grieftown

'My upstairs neighbor is a mermaid. The ceiling is always leaking, or else the tub is backing up with grey-green water that gurgles and bubbles up out of the drain, then seeps back down hours later, leaving behind a trail of pale glassy grit.'

Lizard

'The big orange tomcat crouched by the porch steps, growling, a lizard in his mouth. "John Thomas," I ordered, imitating my mother's voice, "Let it go."'

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