Mama

Poem

"She’s the woman who would sit in the front pew,

ridiculous hat and all, only to be closer to the pastor;

to hand him water as transparent as his faith."

Seasons

Poem

"The chains of the rusty swing set that had been
there since before we moved in clinked softly as I pointed out the different constellations. You sighed
three times before telling me you didn’t like stars."

Secret Moonlight

Short Story

"It was a secret. Much like any other thing that happened strictly under the veil of moonlight."