Hometown Tour
And in the daydream, he smiles, he smiles big and a lot, he's happy, I can't believe how happy, over such small things, and he says, that's cool, oh that's cool too, oh that's so cool...
Flash Nonfiction
Dad's Toe
Later, while I’m telling Jamie the story of how Dad chopped his toe off, I get two texts from Dad’s phone. The first one is an overexposed close-up of a pearl white bone surrounded by what looks like gray and white chicken flesh. The second text says: “This is my toe.”
Sledgehammer
Doubtful the landlord knows you’re taking down walls.
Smoke
When I was a kid, one of my special interests was Old Hollywood.
This was my parents’ fault for allowing me exposure to the genre.
Madmartigan in the Mercedes
He was like a man but not quite. He was a fictional character that vanished from my view when I pressed “stop” or “eject.” In this way, he was better than a man.
If Only for a Moment
I found myself somewhere between pleasure and fear. Surely that unflinching stare was searching for the very essence of my soul.
Sacked
It’s so easy to have this idea of yourself and then not really live up to it.