"My sudden love for these two women occupies entirely separate philosophies that i’m only now beginning to understand. Like a rift in the multiverse that is the self. Shay represents stability. Comfort. Success. Whereas Ingrid claims the part of me which belongs to the world. An exotic manifestation of my inner desire to be free. … Continue reading

A Glimpse of Granada

(from an old rough draft of The Outsider) It’s pouring out. The cobblestones are slick and the alley is narrow and dark and the sky above, that maroon storm-black. There’s smoke and exhaust hanging in the cold air. My breath is thick and the streets shine like glass below the lampposts. My pack is soggy, … Continue reading A Glimpse of Granada

A Triangle Under a Spotlight Sun

"I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. Feel the sun beating over my brow, speckled and damp and her brow wet like honey. The blood rushing and wet like honey. The blood rushing. The beating heart in Kansas City. The honeyed skin, the beating hearts, the beating suns. Wet like honey. A triangle … Continue reading A Triangle Under a Spotlight Sun