Lies, Damn Lies and Fiction

Two years ago, I read a short story I had written called “The Cannibals of Kitsap.” The story follows a boy who develops an eating disorder after his father loses his job. After the reading, a woman walked up to ask me how the story ended. “Did your father find another job after that,” sheContinue reading “Lies, Damn Lies and Fiction”

Xela Streetsong

He was careful to prop open the door with one of the discarded boots. He didn’t want to get trapped out on the roof again, no matter how much he wanted to stay there. He stopped for a moment and stood between the ocean and vermillion blankets that stretched across the patio on thin whiteContinue reading “Xela Streetsong”