Short Fiction

"Mom says if I’m a dragon I’ve got fire enough in me to make the beaches here warm, so maybe I should share more. I haven’t thought of a good come back yet."

"One day, much later, I learned that life was just too plain for him. He had to squeeze and shape it like clay, until he felt it was something worth living."

"Naked bulbs are strung over the bar. It makes me feel romantic, in the way that only old, broken things can."