Writing & Editing
The Next Nearest Star
Em has traveled a great distance and knows there is far yet to go. She figures she will be dust and energy long before she arrives at the place toward which she hurdles. Her newly condensed oceans boil. She is unsettled.
In the morning Tom contemplated leaving the crash site. He looked over at the mound where he had buried Colonel Ames, the handle of the shovel sticking up as a makeshift marker.
May the 4th Be With You
My wife and I used to take the only subway line in Buffalo to see the Bisons play, who at the time were a farm team affiliate of the New York Mets. Minor League Baseball is a real treat.
Cluster (out of print), Derelict Lit (out of print)
Three purple balloons floated in the winter air. They sometimes bumped into each other and said excuse me like they didn't mean it.