“Where You Came From”

Have a new story out in Three-Lobed Burning Eye, which also happens to be the companion piece to one of my poems:

“In Agape the people starve themselves, of food, of blood, of water, of rosy cheeks and sex; they go to school and church and then to their houses where they lock themselves in and try to ignore the howls in their own throats. In Agape a group of high school friends used to sneak out and lose themselves to the moon every month. There was the wind against our skin as we ran through streets empty of life. There were the bones we buried in our parents’ backyards. Small towns are full of secrets.”


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