• The Awakening of Naram-Sin

    After many years he heard her voice and only her voice. “I want to see you in one month, perhaps you’ll remember how to be a man. Not at home, you’ll know the place.” Then the silence he’d known for so long settled back around his shoulders, he wanted to ignore the call, look on it…

  • Cutter Love- Reprint.

    Originally appeared in Urban Graffiti 2016 CW: Self harm Take the blade. Her voice is smooth almost a monotone and the handle of her blade is cool against my sweating palm. She watches me — my eyes directed to the left of the thing in my hand. I don’t tremble but my eyes shake. I am so afraid. Look…

  • Coming soon

    This is a threat. Coming soon, brand new folk horror by yours truly. Ebook presales are open. Follow me at Amazon. Stay tuned for more updates!

  • Reprint from Medium- Goodest Girl

    Summer nights are the worst. The combination of the heat, the bare skin, everything comes together and is just worse than everything. It’s June and the full moon is coming and it’s just all bad and she hates it. That night before she left for work her brother lounged on her bed talking, “so, you…

  • Writing Exercise #11

    Inspired by this line by beloved Christopher Ropes – And the darkness soft, so soft, kisses my staring eyes. I am not alone because I am lonely. I keep secrets folded into the most velvet darkness. I keep them because they are mine. I am theirs. My secrets hold my lovers like the sea holds…

  • Reprint #1- Calling Oshun

    Originally published 2013 in Expanded Horizons Voices bring me up towards wakefulness and the Earth; my body is moving before I’m entirely awake. The voices are beautiful, full of gravel dredged from the Deep South, saturated in whiskey and sorrow, then poured from the mouths of the men in a living room somewhere. The singing…

  • Writing Exercise #10

    Inspired by my beloved Harls and her goddamn meme. “In the beginning, God created the Heavens and Earth. And then, the murders began.” Dre stood there grinning at me like a damn fool, I stared back at him and waited. He didn’t say anything else. “Boy if you don’t get your narrow high yellow ass…

  • Writing Exercise #9

    Something a little different. I used this prompt by my beloved Rowan. Then I made it harder for myself by deciding to connect this piece with another piece. I chose this one (read it first) I told myself to change the story and bring her back but not home. AND I had to use the…

  • Writing Exercise #8

    Another inspired by beloved Chiwan. –that held death and love so closely together. I lived in the type of neighborhood that the news people would call “struggling” with their fake concerned faces. They only came when there was violence, or when they needed image for their urban decay segments. We called it home. Home ain’t…

  • Writing Exercise #7

    Inspired by a comment by beloved Christopher Ropes on fb. Everyone watches One. One is flash and startling beauty, One is unearthly, clearly one of Gods chosen. One is a tropical bird, a dart frog, the creature that looks predators in the eye and shakes their ass and says, why don’t you try me? One is wild, feral and…

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