SHORT FICTION:

The Brooklyn Review – “Word of Mouth” (forthcoming)

The Rumpus – “Care and Feeding“

He was afraid she would be angry to be woken up at this time of night and for this kind of question. Better she dismiss him: Why, Jimmy? Ask me nonsense in the morning. But she turned. She traced a finger down his cheek. The dead man’s parents were the same age as his parents, but he had never seen his parents hold each other like that, each the tree trunk and each the red leaves, falling.

No Tokens – “Good Dead Girls”

Nothing can capture her tongue in my mouth, how strange a person tastes when you don’t want to be tasting them, when you’re thinking about how wet their tongue is, how like a live fish, muscled and flexing. People eat tongue—my grandfather loved it—and I can see that, when Jenny’s tongue is in my mouth. How a person could want to bite down.

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