"On a mattress in the woods I meet a man with smiling eyes, his teeth a smashed finger piano."
"Fox wasn’t much bigger than her. Her arms were thin and delicate. Cat wondered what it would feel like to hold her in her teeth. "
"It has not happened, before this moment, that the boy with thick glasses has pulled a knife on him, but the short boy is in some ways unsurprised. This too is what happens when boys are this close."
"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."
Fiction
Boy Practice [Necessary Fiction]
Fox Skin [tƐmz Review]
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]
Essays
Cabrillo National Monument, 2019 [Booth]
Antikythera [Heavy Feather Review]
