P Categories Poetry October, 2021 Prison Bullfrog He usually writes about his routine rising before 5:00 to weak coffee scrubbing floors, painting walls his one hour in the exercise yard, or a dream from the night before a fishing trip with his father long dead.
U Categories Fiction Flash Fiction November, 2019 Until They Fall The dentist says, “Oh, oh…” her hands in my mouth while her assistant holds the suction gun limp-wristed, like a pencil she might use for..