Many dead in the city. Dead today. Others dead the day before last. Not in a city, though, in a town. One I studied at when I was thin. I still am thin. In the paper, there’s a story about a kid thrown from the top of an art gallery by another kid. Neither today… Read more

There’s a vast expanse. She’s in the vast expanse. Much peat. Many rocks. Miles of swirling nothingness echoing in two porcelain eardrums driven to distraction by aimless humming. There are titillating thoughts one tries to keep to oneself. Thoughts of a dead kid whose final visions consist of a mouthful of fillings belonging to a… Read more

My latest book, X and I: A Novel, is out now and available to purchase on Amazon!! . The story follows two lovers embarking on a strange journey that sees them finding each other again after spending several years apart. There are transformations, talking animals, and themes exploring love, life, memory and death. . As… Read more

Through the doorway as her keyboard rattles and raps atop a table with wobbly piles of books for legs, the stars shine and a moment presents itself. As her squidgy nose runs like a tap, she wipes it on her sleeve. The sleeve is cotton, adorned with zigzag patterns that remind me of old Scooby-Doo… Read more

Someplace in Paris. I’ve never been, but a man I know has. In a room overlooking a junction riddled with trash, the man strips naked. Bag of bones. Pale. Acne. Limbs unattractive but a sense of charisma to iron out the creases. I was never there, but he described it to me almost perfectly with… Read more

Leading me ever on, she pulls so hard on my arm I’m sure she’ll dislocate it from the socket. Opening my mouth as wide as it will go, the cold air hits my lungs like the piercing blade of a knife. The pain causes me to double over. In the first second that follows, I… Read more

Out of the corner of my left eye, I see the branches of the tree raised to the moonlit sky, and out of my right, a nude Meeko standing over my shoulder reading the words I put to paper while she was in the shower. It’s not much, I don’t think, but it shows a… Read more

With the sky mirroring the ground, she leads me by the hand as we walk through a field of snow; our twisty-turny footsteps trailing far into the distance like the tiny feet of stalking birds. To our left is a vast lake frozen into a thick sheet of ice. In the summer, boats sail long… Read more

In one reality she rubs her nose against mine, while in the other, she stands in the doorway of the bathroom—her body glowing in the steam escaping through the bedroom window. She’s shaved her pussy, and in the smooth triangle of flesh I know so well, I hear the same music that’s coming from the… Read more