i am only detail-oriented in pursuit of ruining myself

There may never be another mayor like the bard of the Big Apple.

I get hungry for old food — I can’t help it. Cornbread becomes stale becomes stuffing. Wine. Kimchi. Rot and waiting and waiting and waiting.

micro fiction

bubblegum / vodka / bubblegum vodka / a wonderbra / a body before anyone ever touched it / brass knuckles / a pre-gentrification map of my old neighborhood / a sense of wonder and curiosity that doesn...

My mind’s like a steel trap, my grandpa used to say. Sprung. And so everything I do is for the girls who looked up when someone they loved told them gullible was written on the ceiling, not becau...

at home the phone rings but never for me.

"I think I ruined the end of the world," he said.

Overview and guidelines for the Best Small Fictions annual series, published by Alternating Current Press.

getting called the exact same shit but in person that thing where your iud makes you feel like one leg is melting trying to scream-convince your mom red would work on you in the middle of Sally Bea…

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