flash fiction

Hexed

He inhaled flies. They glided off the sap in the floorboards, the ground meat seeping out of its plastic, his stacks of soiled overalls. Outside children sniffe...

Moon Work

It’s the Dark Moon. I’ve been wandering these woods for hours, passing trees, each peak and valley in the bark a fingerprint, yet I circle them. Lost. Who did I...

Rock Wall

On a trail near Wolf Creek, a shirtless jogger passed our group at 12,000 feet. A tattoo of Idaho was emblazoned on his right shoulder. Sweat trickled down his ...

Three Blurbs

1. Drunk and despairing, I plucked this book from a low-hanging branch. I bit into its tender flesh and let the inky juice drip down my chin. I stumbled back...

Likes

I milk likes by posting comments on YouTube. I regurgitate Tropic Thunder quotes. Bloviate about Rasputin. Make comments about friendship being like politics, r...

Hairy Monster

“You very handsome now.  You look very cool.   You look 26, not 62!”  Cheryl laughed her low, deep laugh.  If Cher had a Malaysian counterpart, she would sound ...