So she rigs up a transdermal hormone delivery system that will hit her endocrine and nervous systems with a custom combo of dopamine, adrenaline, serotonin, oxytocin and vasopressin to engender a romantic attraction to her best friend.
I head to the desk in the guest bedroom and pick up the envelope that contains my passport and the latest account statement—the documents I’ll need to access my emotional trust fund. It matures tomorrow, and I can’t wait to finally have the rest as my parents still call it—the half of their love, affection, pride, etc. they withheld, certain that emotional abundance would spoil me, resulting in overconfidence and entitlement.
Issue 2 of Black Dandy has my story “When To Use What Has Been Saved,” which looks at the utility of extra time in childhood and adulthood.
A kerfuffle over the color of peppermint launches a frenemy dynamic of trivia hegemony in “Hearing the Siren Song,” which is now on The Flexible Persona website.
We sometimes suspend judgment and disbelief, but when jealousy and ambition are suspended from the ceiling, what’s going on there?
My story “Overhead” is in the latest issue of Panoply.
What might loneliness say if it called during its travels? Rigorous recently my story “Loneliness, From a Distance” which offers one possibility.
…in hopes of domesticating uncertainty. That’s the project undertaken by the protagonist of my story “Toward Better Symbiosis,” which is now on Foliate Oak Literary Magazine‘s website!