Adam Driver Orders a Seltzer

“I said fucking Pellegrino, Jason! Jesus Christ!”

My Ex Got A Ballerina; I Got Breast Cancer

Please Tell Mom This Is Not Her Fault

The Predator

Johnny woke up on Saturday at 4:00 a.m. feeling the overwhelming need to take a shit. The evening before had been poker night —…

Art Should Make You Feel Something — But Not That, Pervert

The Misdeeds of Annalise Eiseman

A modern tale of dating in the internet age.

Conversation with My Wife (206)

…and ex-wife. Because we’re still learning things about each other.

Poetry, Healing, and Social Awakening

How art and trauma recovery led me to Social Change activism

SATIRICAL FICTION

Saved in the Backyard Kiddie Pool

Although I wish I could have stayed

Leaving the City

I dream of an old man with a face like a rubbery hamburger bun. He finds himself thin-breathed and morally confounded in a Buick…

The Garden of Eden (and Bradley)

Short Story