I’m Sorry for Your Loss
I busy myself at the buffet table, straightening dishes of soggy pasta salad and toothpick-skewered salami cubes.
Flash Fiction
Mike
Maybe that’s why Tim invites Mike to his concert off the coast of Spain.
Ask Me Something
"I think I ruined the end of the world," he said.
Rookie of the Year 2: The Golden Leg
He winds up, foot connecting with a tin can, sails it clear out of the park.
Dormitory
I don’t want to blossom.
A Perfectly Normal Hotel
You might not believe me, but I swear every word of my story is true.
Barcelona
In memory of Stephen Sondheim.