Short Fiction

Petey’s Badass Run for Glory (flash fiction contest entry)

The Granger High School varsity football team lined the hall outside Principal Parks’ office like witnesses waiting to give their testimony in court. Well, we were witnesses …witnesses to the most fucking heroic badass thing that ever happened in our one-stoplight town. The evidence – Coach Carvers’ metal whistle – was currently making its way through the bowels of freshman Petey Hollis. After stealing it, Petey had swallowed the damn thing.

This Side of Crazy (The Montucky Review)

My sisters and I have already consumed an impressive stack of books since school let out four weeks ago. It took some needling, but Mama’s finally taking us to the Biloxi library later this morning.

Her earlier argument against getting more books — and a flimsy one at that — is that we read too fast and the books we had should have lasted all summer. I ignore her complaining. It’s one of my special talents.

(Read “This Side of Crazy”)


Coffee with Satan (isgreaterthan.net)

“I’ve been afraid of you most of my life, you know.”

“And that’s my fault?” he asks, smoothing the front on his Italian suit. Though impeccably tailored, I find it a tad ostentatious for a morning meeting at Starbucks. Still, I’m not about to comment on the Devil’s attire.

“Technically, no,” I say. “The nun at Saints Cyril and Methodius Catholic School introduced me to you.

“Not to me,” he says. “To the concept of me. You Catholics are the absolute worst.”

(Read “Coffee with Satan”)


Independence Day (Wilderness House Literary Review)

Stuffing the folds of billowy white around the blistering hot steering wheel, Christine tore the pearl headpiece and veil from her $150 up-do as she mashed the accelerator, sending pea gravel flying toward the horrified wedding guests…

(Read “Independence Day”[pdf])