I’m wearing my lucky pants. Everybody at the post office knows me. Yesterday, when I walking to the liquor store, I noticed somebody peeping through the blinds. I’ve been trying to trick myself [...]
Audio Reading of “Hatchet Job” read by Xe Sands Hatchet Job Her departure was as final as a stone placed over a newly closed grave. I should have seen it coming. A week [...]
Decluttering my personal pronouns. If I had my way, I’d hammer the water back into the pipes, too, but that would be an uphill battle. Fortunately, I’m sworn to secrecy, so I sleep on knives to [...]
Wednesday, on the way to the carwash, my car caught fire. And not the good kind, either. Sheila came running up to me and said, Everything is getting worse and worse. I told her the main [...]
“Insect” appears in October, 2020 at Unbroken. “The First Juror Receives a Visit” and “Both Hands” are in the Fall, 2020 (No.119) print issue of Chiron Review. [...]
When trying out a new pen for the first time, 97% of people will write their own name, yet 1/3 of suicides don’t leave a note. Appears in Democracy of Secrets a chapbook from Right Hand [...]
At the laundromat, I can hold my breath for half-an-hour. I don’t know where one thought ends and another begins. Felicia has different colored wigs. One is cotton-candy pink. Once, she took me [...]
Yesterday, before the cocktail hour, I went shopping for loopholes. Bridget said it’s been her life-long dream to own one. Downtown, I felt like an animal lost in an animal city. So many [...]
The Pleasure of Texas No preposition should begin with a sentence, although as the Bible says, Is it the bartender’s job to keep you sober? In the war to end all wars, historical research [...]
