The Medicine That Echoed in the Bells
Echo Park at twilight feels like a fever breaking in reverse. The air is thick, neon bleeding into the lotus pond until every ripple glows unnatural—pink, teal, a violet that doesn’t exist in daylight. Taco…
Echo Park at twilight feels like a fever breaking in reverse. The air is thick, neon bleeding into the lotus pond until every ripple glows unnatural—pink, teal, a violet that doesn’t exist in daylight. Taco…
A starving man smells meat from a mile away, just like a hyena does when its belly is grumbling or its mind is empty, and haven’t all our bellies and minds been that way when…
A starving man smells meat from a mile away, just like a hyena does when its belly is grumbling or its mind is empty, and haven’t all our bellies and minds been that way when…
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse. "Wait." I pause and slowly, carefully turn back to him. "Stay a little more" His request is a plea addressed to me, in…
An excerpt from current WIP novel, "Confessions of a Church Girl" My phone buzzed to a message alert from Kristina, which read: Lane, I’d like to talk to you if you’re available. I have…