Publications.

The Ghosts We Carry — Flash Phantoms

”Two beady eyes flashed just inside the doorway. Raymond squinted to get a better look. The eyes blinked and disappeared. Was it a squatter? All the way out here? Couldn’t be. Folks with no place to go were better off finding empty houses in town—closer to kind strangers who might give them a few bucks. Out here, they were alone.

“If not a squatter, then who?”

Adapt and Overcome — The Line

“Just before we all climbed in though we faced each other, leaned forward a bit, and patted our legs like they were a bunch of good boys who’d just returned the stick on the first throw.

“Any day could be your last with your legs out here. You show some love when you can”

Strong at the Broken Places — Academy of the Heart and Mind

”He put his hands on his hips and rocked back a bit, thrusting his pelvis forward. I could feel the heat from his body warming my lower back. I put my toothbrush under the running water and spit out the remainder of the paste from my mouth. I tapped the brush on the sink and wiped my face with the towel before turning around to face him. I stepped off to the side a bit to get a little space between my gut and his”

Other Than, Person — BULL

”I could have a ‘negligent discharge’ that finds its way to the center of his face. I’m a POG, so it probably wouldn’t surprise anybody. Plus a little “green on green” incident might shake things up a bit, make it exciting around here. But I’d probably end up in the brig. I should be more tactical about it”

Whale Watching with an M16 — Collateral Journal

“All I’m saying is that after surviving multiple deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan, getting chomped in half by that goofy-ass whale from Free Willy during a fucking training exercise would be an embarrassing way to go”

Meet me at the quarterdeck — BULL

“That’s what so many civilians don’t seem to understand. We’re not all gun-toting, dip-spitting, far right fuckheads who want to kill somebody and talk shit to “Lib-tards” and collect American flag tattoos. Some of us, the vast majority of us, are just kids who wanted to go to college, to travel the world, to support our families”

Heartburn and The Morning After — Floodwall Magazine

“He perched on the top of the bleachers and scanned the room. Like any good bird of prey, Mayo knew it wasn’t the strongest or the fastest you zeroed in on. Those kids didn’t need to be hunted. They willingly stepped into the lion’s den the day they graduated and shipped out the same week” — Heartburn

“She heard him drag a chair out from under the table and take a seat. She checked the reflection but couldn’t see him. She tightened her grip on the knife and looked toward her phone” — The Morning After

Shotgun Wedding — Vines Leaves Press (upcoming publication)