Lately Millstein’s work as senior insurance underwriter at M&J International had begun to suffer. Some days he could barely drag himself to the office, his once renowned powers of concentration had withered...
American Sex in the 21st Century
Watching a television documentary. Making someone’s research into entertainment.
Alleys of Cinders, East End
Our parents knew a serial killer paced the railroad tracks in East End, 1960 Superior, and they threatened us with death should we go search for him,
Off I-80, Nevada
I watch the signs on the side of the long straight highway looking for animation
Anecdotal Evidence of Summer and Magellan
gopher trail yellow jacket nest one laced wing of a termite skin-flaked chapstick windburn
Fatherhood
I kept both hands on the wheel as I slowed to a stop. I’ve never had any problems, but sometimes my tattoo sleeves rubbed law enforcement the wrong way. They saw me as sort of a Colin Kaepernick, just shorter, less attractive, and with absolutely no talent.
