Swear Like a Lady
This is the story of how I learned to swear like a fucking lady. It begins when I found myself shrieking at a group of 14-year-old...
The Autopsy Report of Liza Smith (Death Investigation 2004)
A sound house, no home I stole a beaten pillow From a homeless man, Whispered I wanted his Disease Spreading through My fingers tips and...
Summer, Asphyxiated
Amalia is the daughter of your dad’s best friend. She comes to stay at your house while her dad goes through two months of court-mandated...
Redemption
Up the side alley, off an ocean-lined highway there are half a dozen or so boarded up churches ripe with salvation or disappointment....
Wyoming
Stanley Szarka’s prostate, removed five days ago, had swelled to 7.275 inches across and now swims, a diseased and eyeless fish, in the...
Thermal Ascension
Hawk, scalloped feathers steady, receives the inhale of thermal and rises— pull of eternity intricate in the markings, counted, threaded...
Fat Girl
The steel barrel of the Daisy pump action BB gun snapped shut against the stock. Loaded and cocked, pointed right at me. “Hey, you!” He...
Our Mother's Nature
“Death is the mother of beauty” --Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning She’s silent while she watches: The flowers, the flora, daisies and...