my latest works of fiction

What Cannot Remain

Published in The Writing Disorder Quarterly Literary Journal

It was late summer. Heavy, black clouds consumed the days, weeping furiously onto the sizzling pavement before parting for an even angrier sun that left the air thick and sweltering. Clara, however, felt twenty pounds lighter in the muggy twilight, and she thought to tell her mother of this feeling… Read more

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