Noble boats /
lay down their wreaths in Kill van Kull.
Noble boats /
“…Ellen Barkin we liked her liked her legitimacy…”Read more "L.E.S. | MoshLit Journal | 15 May 2019"
He shifts his head upright and says, “Take my hand.” It is cold, rubbery like the fingers have no bones.Read more "“Whatever Is Pure, Whatever Is Lovely, Preserve” | Anti-Heroin Chic Magazine | 3 November 2018"
Who had made the sheets so smooth and white and neat?Read more "“Proto-Indo-European” | Moonchild Magazine | 31 October 2018"
I remember the old deck of cards, there were only forty-seven, how we played war and slap-jacked those cards, their clay-coated smoothness.Read more "“Sweet Violets” | New Flash Fiction Review: Issue 14 | 1 September 2018"
“It was statistics, after all, that demonstrated at the turn of the 20th century that love follows psychological laws.” — Wilhelm WundtRead more "The Actuarials | Spring 2018 | Heavy Feather Review Volume 7"
Alone, Paul did not see Lilliane or David, Moore or diSuvero, ever again.Read more "Moiety | The Airgonaut | 1 October 2017"
Nominated for Best of the Net | Nominated for The Pushcart Prize – Her cape of color stretched and spread like dampness through neighborhood views, like the music of oboes and bagpipes.Read more "Moi, Je Suis la Porte | Sundog Lit: Issue 12 | 30 May 2017"
This be the verse of a curious
thinker and iconoclast.