Stories under 1,000 words.

“And there lie the problem “

October 3, 2016

     I writhed between sheets, caught unaware in a spacious metal duct shrunken with cold moisture, stalled. My eyes poked out, at the walls that had seemed so pristine and idyllic the night before. […]

“Surviving a Phobia: Sex”

October 3, 2016

Fifth chair viola in the Canton Symphony pays the rent. An eclectic income, one weekend devoted to Elgar’s Enigma Variations, Michael Jackson’s Orchestration Sensations the next. No Eddie Van Halen, I, after 30 measures of […]

“Augury”

October 3, 2016

Say I’m a fluidphobe in the middle of a salon appointment with Claudette for vulnerability chic. Claudette who was married to a poet during the Indiana of her thirties, a fact even the towels know. […]

“Make me not exist”

October 3, 2016

was a daily thought at the height of my agoraphobia. Three months into another round of unemployment – an eliminated fundraising job – month one filled with pro bono consulting (a PowerPoint presentation at Ronald […]