Fiction
Fiction is a series of asking oneself why the world is the way it is and exploring those answers through literature via narrative, character, and themes. I hope you enjoy my most recently published work.
On the day of her funeral, twisted roots and ashen rocks jutted from the edges of the concrete vault. I had never seen a grave before.
Published @ Xraylit Mag | 2021
Every Saturday night, cast in shadow and fog, our Crew – a Melvillian band of shadow-laden pranksters – lingered curbside near a moon-shined fire hydrant.
Published @ Resurrectionmag.com | 2021
My eyes were the shapes
Of avocado pits,
Silver as a new peso.
Published @ Resurrectionmag.com
I woke up one morning with a rock under my pillow. It was a small rock, no bigger than a grape. Its circular shape pressed into the side of my skull.
Published @ FreeFlashFiction.com
These are some of the facts of Jodie, the one-and-only, the wavy, the gravy, the Red Dragon lady of New York City I'll never ever forget.
Published @ DrunkMonkey | 2021
That night, right in the middle of it, like so many others past, I woke up from a dream. The TV was on somewhere shouting about crimes I assumed were true.
Published @ Blackhorse Review
More Publications
Pour the Champagne - Daily Drunk Magazine
Seats G16 - G17 - Riverlit Magazine
Never Because of Him - Penumbra Review