Short Fiction and Poetry

dog as in                                              animal. as in thing with the capacity to hurt. good only when rewarded [...]

The skinny dude under a wool cap entered the Chevalier Wine Cellar at 8:55 p.m. and stopped at the first cash register [...]

She finds me on the precipice of sleep— her icy fingers grip my mind and melt it into pools of nightmares and try to drown me in them. [...]

Today, I found out that I'm on the short list to go on the expedition. I should be excited... perhaps I am, [...]

Out of the warmth and into the night where most would feel only fright I stroll my way [...]

In my nicotine visions, it’s the same amphetamine dream every time. I float up the exterior of Delmore’s last flophouse. [...]

Eight bars around the block—soon to be nine Abandoned Saturday morning—this street of mine [...]

An owl is perched on the roof of an SUV in the pre-school’s parking lot, a fat old owl  big as a turkey, at three in the afternoon just hanging out, looking about [...]

Hello. You’re a passenger, yes? I sensed it. The rattling train of human experience, I know it well. [...]

An Edison bulb is nostalgia, swinging like a disjointed eyeball. Slubbed grease toes, maintenance of viper pronged gastrointestinal gears. [...]