TABLE MANNERS @ LONGSHOT ISLAND
Your fork screeches across the plate, bringing the dinner conversation to an abrupt halt. You feel as if you should apologize but you cannot; improvisation is frowned upon.
THE FLOWERS BEYOND THE MARSH @ FALLEN LEAVES: LONGSHOT ISLAND VOLUME 2
The troll made his way through the bog, his short legs sinking into the deep, suction-like mud. He held up his lantern, those small gusts of wind that were successful in navigating through the wooded marshlands disturbing the small flame burning within.
THE SKIPPING STONE @ LONGSHOT ISLAND
The stone flies, strong and secure in its path. Solid and compact, and yet it moves as if it were a bird, hollow bones and light feathers carrying it across the water. It continues, a bullet-like projectile that no force could possibly stand against; save for one.
THE TREES IN LATE JUNE @ SANITARIUM MAGAZINE, ISSUE 41
THE TIP OF HER NOSE, THE PALM OF HIS HAND @ AMPERSAND LITERARY
It wasn’t the darkness of her fur that intrigued the old janitor, but rather how she made everything else in the botanical center seem so much brighter, as if the flowers and trees and other colorful plants had sprouted out of the rich soil of the Amazon itself.
CREATURES OF THE DARKNESS @ BLACKBIRD MAGAZINE
“There’s something definitely charming about it. It creates an eerie-otherworldy feel. A dreamy feeling.”- Black Bird Magazine Editors