“The rabbits are watching us always. They hunch on the lawns and brandish slanted black eyes. They’re not much into conversation. Mostly, we receive strongly worded pamphlets in our mailboxes. They address us as comrades, but as far as I can tell that does not inspire a popular sentiment of solidarity. On Thursdays they send poetry, […]
“Third time, he called as a demon bear, arms spilling with apples from the haunted orchard. My daughter stood on the porch, and the demon bear slouched against the rain barrel, looking up at her with achy brown eyes. Her cotton dress was cinched at the waist and her gumboots were muddy. He fed her […]
“Every time she cut our hair, after my brother and I had been carefully brushed clean, she gathered the blond hanks from the kitchen linoleum and rolled them between her palms. She carried these small skeins cradled in her apron, out the back door. She buried them there, in the same place where she dropped […]
The spring quarterly issue of Alien Mouth is available for order, and it includes my poem “Happy Birthday Baby,” which previously appeared at the Alien Mouth site. Snatch up your copy now: Alien Mouth Spring Quarterly 2016.
I am ecstatic to announce that my flash fiction “When the Moon King Met the Outlaw Lady Spider” made the Wigleaf Top 50 longlist for 2016! You can check out the whole list and the top 50 winners at wigleaf.com, and if you didn’t read the story when it was published at Atticus Review, you […]
“Lydia fantasized that Paul might bend her over the kitchen sink and rip open her blouse, scattering little pearl buttons across the linoleum. He would splash dishwater on her breasts with one hand as he hitched up her skirt with the other. Or maybe they would both be in the laundry room. Paul would lift […]
“We scaled the chain link fences and swam in the hotel pools in the middle of the night. We had sex on the deserted mini golf course and pretended it was post-apocalypse. Stole beers, swallowed little heaps of tiny white ephedrine, smoked Camel Wides laying on our backs in the sand. All the dumb kid […]