untitled | microfiction

Carol couldn’t remember what they had been talking about, or where exactly they had decided to go -- or even if a decision had been made at all -- but she kept on driving anyway. The buzzing cadence of voices from the passenger seat to the backseat seemed false in her ears, and she turned … Continue reading untitled | microfiction →

bathtub poetry #01

I want to sift through the ruins of Greece I want to stand on the edge of the world where the Ocean spit out the fleet That would capture the blood and spit of timeless horror I want to uncover the secrets of the gods who were never really gods But who were Greeks just … Continue reading bathtub poetry #01 →

“red cigarette” story excerpt

Staying awake was hard. So was falling asleep. Red’s body didn’t know what it wanted—to be conscious or to let her fade away into dreamy unconsciousness. Sitting on the bottom step of her building’s staircase, the smoke from Red’s cigarette made her eyes sting as his voice floated in the back of her mind. It … Continue reading “red cigarette” story excerpt →

the ghost and the marina

the slow, tapering boats bobbed and nodded their nudging scrapes punctured the silence, and the ghost sighed he liked their restless noise, the feeble signs of life in his cheerless marina the boats were proof they were his proof of life, promising future animation and presence of spirit because the boats were still there, he … Continue reading the ghost and the marina →

the site of the crash

one by one he scoops up the small, dark stones this one a bit bumpier than the others another, impossibly smooth nerveless fingertips lingering on the cool surface then on to the next token gravel digging into his kneecaps hunched shoulders lit up from behind by blinding red and blue the flashing lights are like … Continue reading the site of the crash →

Excerpt from Short Fiction Piece “Aftermath”

“...and then after Calvin left, or well didn’t leave exactly, but you know. After that I was alone. So I put a day’s worth of gas in the Chevy and just drove until I got here. Found these other ladies along the way too. Guess we all just missed the cut-off, huh?” Jerrie laughs nervously, … Continue reading Excerpt from Short Fiction Piece “Aftermath” →

“0.8 mi.” | microfiction

The boy walks next to the girl in the darkness, watching her clumsy steps, ready to reach out and steady her should she start to fall over. The girl avoids his eyes. It’s the first time in the three months she’s known the boy that she has not enjoyed his presence. She studies Orion’s Belt, … Continue reading “0.8 mi.” | microfiction →