“A remarkable collection of short pieces from a well-established writing group... Kathryn Kulpa's very short story 'The Language of Boys' creates a memorable voice of a younger female sibling. The volume opens with Kulpa's expertly condensed story about hunger and love.”
--Tom D’Evelyn, Providence Journal
Excerpt from “Twelve:”
Paula looked down at the white fabric stretched across her breasts. Nothing was bursting but there was a certain tension around the buttons. Paula crossed her arms. “It’s an eight,” she said. “Or maybe a ten.” She wondered if Celeste would make her strip and show the tag.
“Or maybe a
twelve ?” asked Celeste, accenting the word as though it meant
skank, pig, trailer trash.
“Marilyn Monroe was a size twelve,” Paula said.
“Marilyn Monroe is dead,” Celeste said.
