Fiction
Black Winged Roses
The woman was no great beauty, not by a long shot…
Prospero’s Island
A flower, two or three grains of sand, and a note of song make an island…
The Law and the Profits
In retrospect, maybe trafficking souls for the raw material to disguise her own was the mistake…
Cities of Emerald, Deserts of Gold
I avoid the golden lands, where the wind travels alone for miles…
Man of Bone and Fame
His fees were high but his failure rate was low…
If God Is Watching
I killed a man when I was 13…
Stories I Tell to Friends
“As a kid I had a crush on Captain Kangaroo…”
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
The scratching in the walls bothered one roommate in particular…
Nick Kaufmann, Last of the Red-Hot Superwhores
Every farmboy was a red-hot superwhore once upon a time…