From the pharmacy on Holland Street, to the haul up Mountain Avenue, then down the hill on Valley Road, along the old Leni Lenape trails through the woods, where the nut sedge shudders and the mamas stow their fawns, there is a box of Playboys from the 1980s.Read more "Mothers + Sons | 31 May 2016 | The Airgonaut"
I hear, yet see the circus acrobat, pretty lady, who can hula-hoop fifty silver rings at a time. Sometimes they are all rotating excitedly out of rhythm, and then, in a moment of fluid clarity, all the hoops shimmer as one serpentine tube.Read more "Summer Baby | 23 May 2016 | SmokeLong Quarterly |"
When I was small, coins and bracelets, rings and musket shot would shake out of my beach towel and picnic blanket when we returned to the Chevrolet.Read more "Podcast: “Rewards” | No Extra Words Episode #48"
I was thrilled and surprised to find that long ago (30 years) in a land far away (Hollywood) there was a testosterone-fueled Tony Scott film that had a strong female lead.Read more "Essay: Buzzing Bechdel’s Tower on Top Gun’s 30th"
Nominee: Best Small Fictions 2017 | From a distance, upfurlers shimmered like a murmuration, gently hovered there, like some air current snapped a soft blanket below their soft forms; their tears plocked down, but wore away to nothing before anyone could know.Read more "Flash Reprint: Upfurler | Flash Fiction Net | 10 May 2016"
Louis has imported a Javanese man, of Sumatra, who has brought with him some interesting methods to the crop. He says, “wheat may be wheat the whole world over, and bake a bread just the same in any place, but tobacco is as native as you and I and must be respected as the mayor of any great land.”Read more "New Fiction: Ottile | Visual Verse | 4 May 2016"
“I often get this same feeling after reading an A.M. Homes or a Kurt Vonnegut novel: actions so large, so final; decisions all dramatic, all definitive; characters wrung out and strung out in ways that distill their essence.”Read more "New Review: I’m From Electric Peak by Bud Smith"