Posts by Andrew Bertaina

July 9, 2020 | Fiction

The Dog and I

Andrew Bertaina

My husband is a proficient fighter. He catalogs the inconsistencies between the things I say and things I do. Against this tactic, I have no defense. For he is right, but what he fails to understand is the internal consistency in my inconsistency.

May 27, 2019 | Fiction

It Rained Laughter

Andrew Bertaina

Sometimes we’d see a slip of moon hung in velvety sky, and we’d find ourselves crying for no good reason, or maybe every reason that we could think of. 

September 3, 2015 | Nonfiction

Sprint: A Plane Crashes Out Over the Atlantic

Andrew Bertaina

We were sitting on the shores of the Atlantic, waiting for the wind to change and the black flies to get blown back out to sea when the plane went down.