“Are You My Agent?”

A satire of the querying process, inspired by the children's classic Are You My Mother?

Ghost of a Kung Pao Chicken – Part 1

I'm a server at an Americanized Chinese restaurant. This is based on real experiences: The news confirmed the first local cases on a Tuesday evening, but Nel and Caroline read the news on Wednesday. Nel’s fingers throbbed from the wrong weight of bowling ball as his phone buzzed relentlessly with message after panicked message until … Continue reading Ghost of a Kung Pao Chicken – Part 1 →

“Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month

Earplug and ibuprofen “But” “Oh” “Wait!” Blindfold and turn the light off “Clank” “Flick!” “Hey…” Now? Really? “Shuffle” “Step” “Step” “Creak” Two minutes… or twenty? “Flush” “Wash” “Gurgle” Blink. Searing. Screaming. Shredding. Maybe one more glass of water? Send an email. Write a poem. Close your eyes until this day (or life) is over. April … Continue reading “Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month →