“A Body Parts Comedy”

Do you remember ten springs ago? Back in that season of renewal, I remember gulping down IPAs at a now-closed dive bar with my roommates. At Market & Fremont, we wobbled onto the crosswalk in a pack of testosterone as a klatch of estrogen strode toward us. Under this intersection’s red light, a woman offered ….  Read More

“Dictator Killing”

In the mind of would you kill a baby dictator, killing baby Hitler is step one. Yes, step into my time machine, give your daughter space to dream by breathing 1890 air

“A Beggar’s Body”

Consider my unseen faceset against Hollywood Boulevard.In a day belonging to the beautiful,three window-shopping women saunter by.


The radioactive waste my home sleeps on seeped into Sarah’s brainlast night as she twisted her sheets into a knot of neurological reject slapping a July 4th dawn