(In April, I committed to writing a new collection of short stories and to start submitting the works out into the world. The following was recently named a finalist and published in the Hemingway Shorts 2018.) Intention We have hawks, as much as anyone can… Read More

Project Home Again

The distance between us, isn’t. It simply isn’t. It doesn’t exist. Physically, she’s across the loading dock from me, sure, but the space we’re living in, it’s the same. It’s as safe and certain as any of us are at any point in our lives.… Read More

In Our Skin

My skin is thin. Visible veins on my eyelids, the soft underside of my wrists, the palms of my hands and creases of my elbows. There are places you can see the blues and green map of my life. My skin has the scars of… Read More