We headed for the pond right after breakfast, you in the driver’s seat, me fumbling through our CD collection for something worthy of...

San Francisco looked more like Beijing when I taxied home from the airport. The fires in Sonoma had set an eerie haze—warm and thick,...

Originally published in Cerasus Magazine, Issue 8. Hope started the day puking up her breakfast sandwich on her way to work. Ever since...

Originally published in CRAFT Literary. The smell of weed did nothing to calm Roland’s nerves as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He...

Originally published in Litro Magazine. Lottie wore a blue one-piece to the beach that morning. What would’ve passed as age appropriate...

Originally published in Capulet Magazine. My ghost has red hair and green eyes like some ancient Celtic nymph. She often wears her...

Originally published in the Fall 2021 Issue of Wild Garlic. There was something medieval about Newport, Rhode Island. Or maybe Ari had...

Originally published in the Spring 2021 issue of Your Impossible Voice. We could’ve been neighbors for months, but I first noticed her...