I didn’t say sorry, because it was hard to explain. Sorry I felt the way I did, absolutely. But not sorry I did it. I tried to make him understand.

Before we entered the most raved about amusement park in the world, we went into the woods nearby . . . 

I only want to read erased fucking.

John’s hands are on the wheel, very still, and he’s looking straight ahead at the dark yellow lines of Route 66.

I’m just going to give up on these capitalist dreams and buy my self some land and a goat. 

i can tell what age he lost his virginity

The Millennial aspect is important because, like many Millennials, its protagonist does not wear labels easily.

just ugly things I don’t want to look at.

This story is a fresh take on the proverbial phrase: go the extra mile for someone else. 

You mean to say, “hello” or “good morning,” but you know that, between us, that would be strangely inappropriate before our morning cup of coffee

Nest of resin and surf wax among blood

It starts like this, the saddest story I know does. It starts with me and it starts with my son.

“You’re damned if you do and damned if you won’t”

The ferry man asked, Where is its mom? I am his mother!

Jack Beauregard divides his time into zeroes and ones. He divides his time between mundane tasks and the question of whether he is worth loving. 

We go to a bar for lunch that serves free candy.

This D minus of a man

I got a flat tire last month and my life spiraled out of control just a half mile from the rest stop.

I am a hoarder trying to salvage pieces.

Is it ok to bite the hand that feeds you if the food is mostly rubber?

Jared punches like dang. Gouges, arm-bars. Breaks windows at theme parties.

For the past month Wrat, a man removed from the dogtooth of language, had been hearing a scratching, needling noise clip the outmost walls.

I put on underpants and pants and socks and shirts in the same sequence every day

I was retroactively making a story out of a time in my life when I was interested in writing, wanted to ‘be a writer’, but didn’t necessarily have the skills or direction to actually pull it off.

When he sees me seeing him, he starts to cry.