She was in Gun Barrel City, Texas getting her toenails painted Disco Lurk and her fingernails painted Green Onion because the disability check had been deposited in her checking account. It was Fat Tuesday and she was in a festive mood. She sent sexy text messages to her boyfriend and drove to Wal-Mart intending to splurge on a King Cake, which she had seen and heard about but never eaten. She knew the King Cake was round with green, purple and yellow sugared icing and a plastic baby Jesus somewhere inside. She knew that whoever got the slice with the plastic baby Jesus inside was lucky and would get laid or win the lottery or something. This sort of thing made her ebullient, made her step on the gas and crank up the Yeah Yeah Yeahs on the stereo.
My work has been featured in publications such as Gargoyle, FRiGG, Metazen, Dinosaur Bees, Milk Sugar, and Full Of Crow.
I write prose and poetry.
I'd like to write 1,000 words a day or more.