“Yesterday’s Enemies”
I looked down and saw the riverbed cluttered with the refuse of memory, bones worn smooth as pearls.
“Un Faucon Americain”
Oyez Review (print)
I wonder how someone might paint the St. Louis night sky. They’d need a color that’s not a color. More like an oil slick, a marbling of rusty orange light pollution and muddy purple storm clouds.
“Laws of Motion”
If a parasitic draw is at fault, you can replace the battery and the alternator and the starter as many times as you like—but the only way to keep your car running, the only way to prevent all your energy from draining away overnight, is to find and fix the source.