"Look at the tourists shuffling through mass / lighting silly candles / dumbfounded and blinky under the tall ceilings of God." Poetry.
Images to chart "the forever insurmountable distance between human endeavors and the silence of the absurd world."
"It’s the kind of place where the towels are folded into lotuses and the mini soaps are named after feelings." Fiction.
"Zap stands in the doorway of classroom 201 and the painted wooden beams frame his body like they were built that way, like he commanded the door to assemble around him and it listened." Fiction.
"My mother always dressed me in red, so I would stand out in a crowd, so that she would never lose me." A family in four acts.