stories and publications
My Bird bill | 2020
It was a contraption that started at her elbow and ended in two curved metal pincers that opened up to
accept my hand.
THE GULF | 2019
The Gulf Coast beach was deserted, not a person, not a bird, not a sound.
the Promise | 2017
Driving home that day through heavy fog near Ravenna with the package on the seat next to me, I nearly threw it out the window twice.
The stick of gum | 2017
Big Bill Dean, the manager of Dot’s Bar and Dance next to the A-OK Motel in Fordyce, Arkansas was not too pleased with the band he’d hired that night.