November 27, 2018

She thought about writing all the time, as she had since she was 7 years old, but in this last year she hadn’t written very much.  The last time they talked he told her that she should find time to write the thing she’d been mulling over for a long decade. Notes had tr...

March 5, 2018

The smell of something burned, and diesel and candy floss and beer and cheap hot dogs. The fair came to near where I lived once a year and it was the most beautiful and exciting wonderland I could ever have conceived of, turning the otherwise sober, dog-walking common...

July 27, 2017

Jack was sitting in the street on a Sunday in the early spring when I first saw him. To start with I hadn’t noticed him, low and shrouded in the dusty midday gloom. His position emerged from the shadows at the concrete grey top of a main road that always feels like a d...

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July 27, 2017

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