Just Released

“What We Can Name” and “After Dawn” both appear in Posit, (No 17 March, 2018) Escape Tunnel,a 100-word story, appears at The Drabble March 11, 2018.   Pithead Chapel [...]

Like Snakes

  I can’t be sure who’s telling you this, but the only part of a song worth listening to is the end, although I wouldn’t be caught dead there if you paid me. It’s the profit motive.  In [...]

What is Known about Ghosts

backlit, milk-fog flesh often shorter than you’d think fastest wi-fi available have a career, yet can’t make a living prefer to sleep on colorful sheets always take the stairs eschew the [...]

The Future

” At first, I slept calmly, like a placid swimming pool poised under a pitch-black sky. Later, I woke up like a parachute that failed to open.” Appears at Right Hand Pointing (No. [...]

Spring Cleaning

    Falling in perfect pinstripes, the gentle May rain launders its own shirt.     Appears in An Evil Twin is Always in Good Company


“Like Snakes,” “What is Known about Ghosts,” and “Some Lessons of Colonialism,” appear in the Fall 2017-Winter 2018 SHANTIH. “Census of the Dead” and “Paradise Mobile Home Park, [...]

Cloud Hunting

Yesterday, we were out in the back, shooting at clouds.  Except for the shots, it was quiet as a pond.  Me and Dave firing our 22s into the air, just a few rounds.  On a day like that, you don’t [...]

Love’s Levitation

  Although my body is an anchor, it’s beginning to float.  The darkness is a dim, fragile music. When I speak, things unhappen. If you listen, carefully, you may hear voices in my skin.  [...]

The Mug Shot Photographer

Full-face and profile, rumpled and blank, they glare into the middle distance, some with new mistakes’ fresh pink scars, others with the pimples of innocence. Eyes, blue as a bruise or brown as [...]

The Next Thing You Know

Everything, its own invention, happens eventually, although sometimes not at all: the music of fog, cannibal piñata, razor blade hula hoops. Have you noticed that if you talk about time, it [...]

Swimming in Money

Counting backward in dog years, I fell asleep during my trial. I dreamed I saw the ocean for the first time. The sea’s blue voice opened the sky’s solemn jaw, while the waves’ tingling excitement [...]

It All Depends

Admiring the corporality of animals, we’re parked in the ghost car. I have an indoor question: How many misspelled thoughts must I have, anyway? There’s nothing more beautiful than wanting the [...]

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