Song Bird & Beef Bone ||| Duende

Bird perches in the strings of flesh and sings of the dead. What we all do. Same day I heard the story about the boy. Same day the weather changed, dark clouds all along the ridge. Where they found the … Continued

Why We Are With The Men We Are With ||| Hobart

Two drinks in, we’re complaining. Jem wants a second baby, “But who the hell will gestate it?” Her husband Paul is a stay-at-home dad. I’m regretting ordering my Gibson. The cocktail onion reminds me of a bobbing eyeball: slimy and … Continued

The Omega ||| The Georgia Review

Dearest, God, I have brought you the world. Inside are the beginnings of the Earth, the great cities, the moon circling the stars above the plains. And here is the universe as you intended it, all of a piece. Please … Continued

Juliette ||| Paris, Etc.

Translated from the Russian by Bryon MacWilliams Various things can be demanded from an actor. There is some kind of balance between that which can be expected, creatively, and that which can be imposed by a director. In movies an … Continued

Things That Are Filled with Grace ||| Diode

A centipede, waddling across one’s floor, striped like fruit-stripe gum with elegant tail wisps trailing behind— perfected fluid marching of leg after regimented leg like the rippling synchronicity of a pianist practicing Czerny exercises up and down the keyboard. The … Continued

Tending the Yard ||| The Citron Review

I didn’t choose the Plum trees.              That first year they didn’t have the sense to not bear fruit. We didn’t have the sense to feel blessed. How we picked each plum              prematurely in hope of keeping everything in order according … Continued

Fortunately ||| Forge Journal

In the corporate world where progress relies on the positive spinning of indisputable facts, Brad feels himself becoming stilted. Cubicle. Textured gray walls. White push pins. Office calendar. Ergonomic setup. All these things equal a boring office job and no … Continued

Burst ||| Digital Americana

In his dream, things float. Cars lift unsteadily, the invisible bubbles they are in burst, and the cars crash back to the ground. People are under the cars sometimes. They splash fits of red and guts. In this dream he is teaching … Continued

Goliat ||| Waxwing Magazine

  Translated from the Spanish by John Pluecker Goliath They killed one of El Pareja’s neighbors: gunshot in the back; expanding bullet. The migra said the victim was smuggling people, drugs; said it was self-defense, said he only fired after … Continued

Change the Joke ||| Mandala Journal

“I know, you thought I was colored didn’t you?” “Change the joke and Slip the Yoke,” Ralph Waldo Ellison my father was a practical man never mentioned slavery or ‘isms, opted to believe in god and not King’s futile Theory … Continued

Found at Sea ||| COLORS Magazine

Roughnecks, roustabouts, derrickmen, drillers, toolpushers, virtually all male, working 12-hour shifts, night and day, atop platforms balanced on steel columns thrust thousands of feet into the Niger Delta, the gulfs of Mexico and Persia, the coastal waters of California, the … Continued