I drive to Riverside City College to give Dr. Lamoreaux my Life Drawing I portfolio. I imagine her sitting in her office, the citron light shining on her face j...
I flop onto the couch, flip on the TV. Too early for RuPaul, so I click on a remake of Lost in Space, this one starring yours truly as The Robot, always waving ...
After the theater darkened, she leaned toward me and whispered, “You have a mercenary personality.”
On the drive back to her place, I couldn’t stop thinking ...
He appraised the stainless trinkets slinked atop her sidewalk blanket. She indexed the display. She explained to him the limits of leather. Various leathers, et...
Hammocked in your curls. Little dead humans, embalmed with nothing but shampoo, linseed oil conditioner. Even their teeth are cleaned with scalp-curing properti...
Featuring sixty-seven stories that span over a decade, Spinning to Mars dangles between the promise of a ride and the promise of home. The eighth collection fro...