Bramble Visitor's Guide
The Bramble Prowlers (Go Prowlers!)
Flash Fiction
Go Prowlers!
Get ‘em! Get ‘em! Kill ‘em! Get ‘em! Kill ‘em
So What Is It That You Do?
“I clean up.”
Leviathan
Narrowing my eyes in the direction of elsewhere, I said: “It’s quite grim, this worldview of yours.”
Your Friend's Disappearance, As Observed By The Owl
Will Caroline get in a truck too?
That stupid song
I saw the text from his boyfriend when I used his phone for the ambulance
True Scale
Then: a star—someone else’s sun—crashes through the gate of our Oort Cloud and rolls towards us, and it’s just like it was at the planetarium, on that elementary school field trip where I was introduced to the claustrophobia of watching a tiny yellow dot—