Got Ninety Nine Resurrections, but Remiss ain’t one
This story contains themes or mentions of suicide or self harm. Preparing a Ceviche with the Fugu that I’ve fished from the East River was not living up to the hype. I was hoping it…
Tug
He became a giant ship sometime around his thirty-eighth birthday. Floating in the harbor, a doctor arrived to examine him. The doctor was having an affair with his wife, but he was also the only…
Authentics
This story contains sensitive content Dad, I remembered something I thought I’d share with you. I forgot plenty, these past ten years or so, however long it’s been. I forget all that…
The Moose
I met Big Ben one chilly evening as the sun was setting over Lake Erie, some 12 miles east of Cleveland. I was wheeling out the garbage for the next day’s pickup when he said,…
The Last Honest Breath
They shaved a small square above his ear where the hood would crease. The scissors, ticking like a June bug behind a screen door, cut close to his skin. The barber brushed the loose hair…