I knew Maine the way I understood every floorboard of my house, each place they creaked when I sneaked in at night. The rest of the world was a myth I read abou...
Billy Gee is a fiction writer from Chicago who loves to ride his bike all year round and dreams of one day writing the perfect sentence, a sentence so good he can die happy. His stories have appeared at Mung Being magazine, Intellectual Refuge, and Gravel Magazine. He is a member of the Chicago Literary Writers and an Assistant Editor at Narrative magazine.