Every Three Minutes
I am my father’s pusher. Just this once, tonight. Mash the button.
Lucia
My mom acted like she was just one good fuck away from becoming a millionaire.
Carry-On
Six hours and counting. Six hours until she touched down in another world, another life.
“A High School Senior /” and other poems
a sophomore from art class. could he paint. i kept / his scraps of craft paper / and stray eyelashes in a jewelry box my grandma bought / in italy.
The Invitation
Mr. Dai called to inform his wife that he would be leaving directly from work to pick their daughter up from the airport this evening, so Mrs. Dai would have to buy the fish herself.
Chocolate Man
I am chocolate man looking at blue man flashing his lights as he stops milk chocolate woman and light cafecito man.
Perseverance Through Darkness
Prismacolor colored pencils, Strathmoore Bristol paper, Uni Posca white paint marker
Photo Stories
As my leg was pulled in, I felt the most excruciating pain come over my entire body, from head to toe, traveling through every organ in my body.
Head in the Hole
It hadn’t occurred to Michael that his head might get stuck.
A Body in Motion
Arriving home in his private plane from an L.A. movie set, Rick can almost fool himself into thinking that he is famous.
Art in the space of social issues
