BULL
fighting my enemies in the applebee’s parking lot
The picture is blurry and I look like an asshole, which is good because I am one.
X-R-a-y
i am meat jello with feelings inside
Silhouetted by the setting sunlight, his hair so orange it’s almost translucent. He’s practically glowing. He seems like he needs a friend. A partner. Why not me?
cleaver magazine
distracted
“Forget the animals,” I said. “They’re dead. It’s the living you have to worry about.”
hex
animals
Together, we pretend to be snakes, slithering snakes, slipping our tongues in and out and feeling the world with our faces.
x-r-a-y
fairytale of new york
With each line, Jo felt increasingly lit up, like a candle was burning inside her chest.
had
Only love
They had the same interests: fixing peoples’ bodies. Ignoring their souls.
apocalpyse confidential
coach
Season starts this Friday and Coach has his boys ready for war.
hemingway shorts
had
dogs
Even the treats? The cashier asked.
Especially the treats, I said.
smokelong quarterly
death drive
Your own mind, consciously or not, is trying to kill you.
under review lit
stick and jab
We were in Ben’s dead grandparents’ living room, drinking vodka from their expensive tea set.
apocalpyse confidential
alien visit during jeopardy
Guess what– 56 minutes later the world didn’t end and Mark Donawitz never looked me in the eye again.
maudlin house
the superheros guide to getting sober
There was only one person to call. Unfortunately, he was half asleep on the couch at home, hands jammed down his pants.