The Standard of Care
The germ of my idea spawned last Christmas when our Aunt Muriel, who lived in Florida and looked like a rotisserie chicken, gave my brother a set of marbles.
Fiction
Custer's Last Stand
Even the bartenders, two burly guys with dark curly hair and mustaches—they look like brothers—seem bored stiff.
ReaderLove
A Goodreads story
A Gen X Story
One thing I’ll say about the pandemic, it made people ask this question like it mattered. Or maybe Vega had always been sincere.
Watchtower
As I walk up our adjoining paths, I see Elena’s house is in darkness.
The Request
The librarian folded his arms and frowned. “Are you sure you want to?”
If It's So Easy To Drive Out Snakes, Where's My Sainthood?
How lucky are we, you beam at him. A flash of clarity: everything beautiful you see here, you made yourself. He’s just the mirror. All the goodness he shows you is only your own, refracted. Quickly, you chew this thought and swallow it.