"On a mattress in the woods I meet a man with smiling eyes, his teeth a smashed finger piano."
"An automaton is a body that sits still and does what it is told. A computer is a brain that does the same thing."
"If you follow my spine you will find the things he leaves here, letters and letters and autographed pennies, kept under glass so the marker won’t run."
"Action, I write, is the inverse of guilt, and immediately feel terrible."
"The latch on the door was red with rust. Sleep reached out to lift it and it crumbled into a foxtail, red dust on white snow. It yipped."
Essays
Cabrillo National Monument, 2019 [Booth]
Antikythera [Heavy Feather Review]
Fiction
The Chicken House [Strange Horizons]
Hollowpoint [Pidgeonholes]
Grandmother in Blue [New World Writing]
Seven Dwarves [Gone Lawn]
Apoptosis [Wigleaf]
Draugr [Tiny Molecules]
I Tightened the Fishing Wire [Soft Cartel]
Squirrels in the Attic [Okay Donkey]
On My Toothbrush There Is Acetone [Cheap Pop]
Rooms in My Grandmother's House [Jellyfish Review]
My Little Cinder [Milk Candy Review]
Eye Bites [X-R-A-Y Lit Mag]
