• Deep Black Green

    I cannonball into the deep black green suspended. No noises like my dreams, nothing to be…

  • Sailfish

    “If we tip over, make sure you stay underwater and swim away from the boat.”  My…

  • Sinner Excuses

    Religious paraphernalia snaked throughout Nan and Pop’s house as well as my own. There were wooden…

  • Coke on the Sink

    My grandparents were less proud of their property and more pleased with being able to afford…

  • Under the Oak Tree

    I combed through the blades of grass with nubby fingers. A light breeze carried salted, marshy…

  • Dearly departed

    Yelling out, Where are you, doesn’t make the dead return. Yet you convince yourself that the…

  • Funeral Flowers

    She was dead long before she stopped breathing. Her sunken, empty eyes held no hope as…

  • Dirty Secrets

    The evening following her death was quiet. Too quiet. My dad sat on the floor of…

  • Open-Ended

    I often wonder what moment for you was the pistol and what moment was the decision…