Back in November, I gushed about Stacey Levine's reading at the Hugo House. It was a story about parenting, ghosts, and a "sod oblong" of a yard, and it pulses all the way through with Levine's incredible language. Now you can finally read the whole story in its entirety at the Hugo House's website:

Back then, I was proud of myself and enjoyed my own judgments immensely. A friend had gotten me a job that was much better, I thought, than were other jobs. At that time, people helped each other without thinking or gauging, like sweet, colorful figures in comic books.

I had heard there was no house like Henry's mother's. On the telephone, he said I would see it through a gap in the trees. Through the late afternoon I searched for it, circling the neighborhood's streets. On the sidewalk outside the house, I saw a whole strawberry; unlikely thing, it remained uncrushed.

Even though the sun is out, it's still a good day for a ghost story. Go read it.

(Via the Hugo House's blog.)