Games The Dead Play

Jackson with the long blonde hair Hollywood smile badass black leather jacket and slim frame gracing the kitchen at a party I was watching him from the living room making some beautiful girl laugh playing it all up smooth as silk rippling in a fine french wind but that was Jackson last I remember the […]

Karma

Not every good person wins. Not every bad person pays. Not every smart person knows the way. Karma is a story that we tell ourselves so that we sleep better at night with our debts. With our children beside us we look out the window and only see night but sometimes we can also see […]

Beautiful Quiet Melody

There was this girl at school Quiet Melody was her name. She used to hide in her hair. Long and black it was like a raven’s back and she used it as a curtain so that nobody could see her. When people addressed her Melody would wave sheepishly distantly as though from another planet and […]

Writing is to Bleed Across Every Damn Page

I don’t want to write safe. I want to stretch out and bleed across every damn page and when it’s finished I want to feel that I have truly left something that was a part of me behind as harrowing as the process might be to myself because why else would I really bother picking […]