Before impact…

First published August 19, 2016 in Monkeybicycle.

She thought it stupid to keep the red skirt like a relic hanging in a museum with a plaque…

First published in 2016 in *82 Review.

Banter on the park bench in August, hiking through Pisgah in September, whispers at the bookstore in October, driving to Virginia in November…

First published in 2016 in *82 Review.

When we bought that railroad car for $4000 off Craigslist, we didn’t ever considered how we’d transport it. See, my wife had just inherited this big piece of property slap dab in the middle of nowhere somewheres near Wilmington, and we said to ourselves, What’re we gonna do with all that land?

First published October 28, 2015 in No Extra Words Podcast.

We were running so late to the wedding, I had to turn around and drive home two hours before we arrived at the ceremony, just so we could make it home in time for work. This chronological finagling had its effect on the children. I could hear them whining in the backseat, "Yet, there we are?"

First published in August 2015 in The Cafe Irreal.

We stumbled out of warm cocoons at the urging of Daddy’s voice, fingers fumbling with shoelaces, half excited, half asleep.

First published April 12, 2015 in the Journal of Microliterature.

The fire gnawed the grasslands to bone-cracked earth on the way to our village. We hoped the lake would save us, the buckets of life we hauled from the shore, the trenches of dirt we overturned, the drenched rooftops.

First published January 1, 2015 in Burningword Literary Journal.