Where You Were Dead
I remember rocks hitting teeth and punching a kid in the mouth the way he bled on his white shirt that said, “Dino the Last Dinosaur” there were trips to the beach we dug down so far the ocean showed...
View ArticleUno Kudo Interview: Christine Conte
Today, I’d like to share an interview with you that I conducted with Christine Conte (CC) a writer I’ve known and followed online since 2005, who has recently had two poems published in Uno Kudo volume...
View ArticleOur New Standard Rejection Form
For Immediate Release: Subject: INCREDIBLY POSITIVE AND HUMBLED REJECTION FORM LETTER (version 7) Attn: editors, here it is! Another rewrite on our standard form letter for use in response to...
View ArticleHow to Write a Short Story
I’ve been meeting a lot of people who wonder, “How is a short story written, what is involved?” I figured I’d break it down into simple steps. They don’t have to be followed exactly, but, they’ll...
View ArticleThe Dark Sunshine by Len Kuntz
#1, this was a great book. If this review was written in the style of the Dark Sunshine, it would be incredibly concise, dark (of course), expansive in use of both imagination and pulse. Instead, this...
View ArticleShort Story Published at Smoke Long
Happy to see that my short story “Junior In The Tunnels” is running at Smoke Long Quarterly. I really like Smoke Long and was thrilled that they took this particular one. You can check it out here...
View ArticleNew Short Story, “Forks, Knives, Spoons, So On”
just made coffee. and today saw a bunch of brightly colored party balloons drift slowly over the oil refinery. at first we thought they were a helicopter. then, nope, just party balloons. drifting...
View ArticleIndirectly Found Jesus
Ordinary life has music, especially. She used to carry a thousand cassettes in her purse. Now she has no purse; lost it somewhere with me. In certain strained dreams, she has a crown she wears of all...
View ArticleThe Rainy Day
The Rainy Day “Can you believe our luck.” Lucy said from bed. Sunlight streamed into the dark bedroom, but only across her face. “This always happens to us,” Dave said, rolling over. He sat up and...
View ArticleSupermoon Dreams
After the beach, and after the pool; I laid down upstairs while the reciprocating fan and the neighbor’s industrial lawn mower and the sprinklers made me think we were back at the ocean. In the dream,...
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