Short Fiction and Poetry

I was brushing my teeth with a cigarette butt in the shitter of some dive, testing whether or not the shadow in the mirror was halfway [...]

The dictionary animals are fast asleep, as they have been all their lives, as you were told when you were told [...]

I have my grandfather’s ruby ring. It is wrapped in a tiny manilla envelope, tucked in the bottom drawer of my nightstand. [...]

The birds fly up, The birds fly down, The birds fly underneath the ground[...] In layers of silt, beneath our feet Their feathers rustle,

That space on the wall had been empty long enough. The space was to be filled with the King of Beasts [...]

Harlan felt panicked that far down the dark alley. Something scurried between his feet. His shoes stuck in God knew what. [...]

Old men puff cigars as crows caw on wire, and rain cleans the roofs, spilling onto tarped stands [...]

I cannot tell you how long I have been in this room, long enough to commit all detail to memory. Useless knowledge [...]

A chicken is not a poultice even though I hug one to my chest. She followed me around all Summer pressing lawn under her scratchy toes [...]

i have piled your shriveled shells in the corner of the windowsill. my knees fused together, i let the bedsheet terror consume me. [...]