"Our plan was to sneak out of Claire's bedroom window once her parents had gone to bed and meet the boys by the railroad tracks. We wanted to be out when the moon was full and high. Midnight. We weren't allowed to stay out past eleven. We'd been feeling dreamy all day, drunk on summer sun and tart strawberries and fizzy water. It was July and the day was dangerous; the word twenty-second made my mouth move like a kiss and a bite."
YOU CAN READ IT! And there are gorgeous illustrations by Jazzmyn Coker! xo
I wrote abt my love for period pieces and how art lies to tell the truth over @ The Collapsar. Thanks much to the editors for having me! Thanks much to the editors for having me!
"High adventures in sin and shame and whether there is or isn’t a God and whether this God can or will forgive the heart of lust, passion and greed because if He is real, He is most indeed watching. For in Him we live and move and have our being."
My story LOW, SMALL is up @ Blue Fifth Review and thank you muchly to Sara Lippmann and Sam Rasnake for having me!
"He was careful not to touch me, afraid I would scream. There were nights when I would’ve screamed and other nights when I would’ve let out an ocean-water sigh, a beckon, a beacon of sound. Low, small."