Stories
“A story is a way to say something that can’t be said any other way, and it takes every word in the story to say what the meaning is.”
Flannery O’Connor
Cloudeater | Fiction
It had been a most natural thing, an ancestral instinct, to climb a tree in the middle of playtime. He was supposed to be running after other children his age, through the overgrown grass, bypassing huge oaken hurdles. But after a matter of only five minutes, he had...
I was Here Before the Monster | Fiction
Breakaway peg-legged tables and vines growing in the cracks of your home. Cat fur fallen in the gaps of your sofa, the creature purring a room away. You grab your hair and pull it out like weeds. Like it’s a thing that was put there, not yours anymore. “I’m not dying...
You got a fast car, you showed off with it . . . | Fiction
You got a fast car, you showed off with it and pissed us off (body as asset) You got a fast car, you showed off with it and pissed us off, you’re cruising to the docks and looking for girls, we’ll give chase in our old beater and you’re unaware, we’ve been watching...
The Pain Eater | Fiction
Frankie’s fingers ran the length of the colonial style piano. There was not a speck of dust on the Honduran mahogany. The picture frames and artifacts resting atop its surface reflected across the gleaming wood, which despite its cleanliness, Frankie would polish...
But I Like Hell | Fiction
Dana, Florida, 1996 Some days you wait for people to say something interesting. People talk in loops, and you want to hula hoop their words; you want movement and speed, shaking hips, energy. Your brain feels like every conversation’s been pre-recorded and when...Follow Us
