From "The Apiary"

Where is their hive and why did you settle for mechanized translation back and forth as intentional language. There is something to two bodies in a room, working in parallel. We were no less careful than I have been with anyone else (and I have been with…) The desire to be born works its way back and spills over the rim of the condom. If through carelessness I could remake [...]

quiet lightning call for subs

Quiet Lightning is a monthly submission-based reading series here in the City. QL’s next reading is on January 25th and they’re now taking submissions for it. [...]

Google book settlement opt out nears, do you know your (lack of) rights?

As the deadline for the Google Book Settlement opt out, as negotiated by the Author’s Guild, nears, all authors need to be aware of their (lack of) rights regarding this settlement. In my opinion, this is a terrible deal for authors and artists in general as it had not punished Google for illegally copying books and gives them license in to future to continue doing so. [...]

do i need to be a secret agent to get an agent?

while the question, “how do i get an agent?” has beleaguered writers since Adam, we never really tire of asking it, do we? perhaps if we ask it enough, we’ll find the right [...]

reading dates

I’ve got a bunch of reading dates coming up, let me hit you with just the first few.

This Friday, June 19th at the Knockout on Mission. Starts at 7pm.

Tuesday, June 230th, at the Blue Macaw on Mission. Starts at 7pm.

Drown

In, “Drown”, Junot Diaz’s compilation of short stories, we are invited to explore a streets-eye view of Latino-American melting pot culture. Diaz writes of life as a boy in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, and of coming of age in the suburban wastes of New Jersey. [...]

read me

i’ve got a new story in the April issue of SoMa Literary [...]

unfinished story

JJ took all the rings off her left hand before she slid it in between the iron bars of the security gate. Twisting and contorting her arm until her elbow pushed through the narrow gap and was able to bend freely, she stretched for the door handle. Her fingers groped at the air like a [...]

the greatest comeback of all times

I didn’t know where I was going or how I thought I could find it, but I ended up in Seattle anyway. I’d had an epiphany. It sounded like my own voice, which I hadn’t heard in years. I once was lost, yeah, but that part about being found had really been confusing me. I [...]

on work as an excuse

Your job is not a woman that should come between us, friend. (quote from William of East Orange)

Let me be plain; I call bullshit on all people complacent in allowing work to seep into their nuts and begin controlling their lives. Further, I will no longer accept work as an excuse for my being stood [...]