In addition to my love of portraiture, historic clothing and costume, I’ve gotten a few short stories and memoir pieces published. A partial list is posted below. Thanks for reading.
“My father would only tell the story once.”
Lessons Learned in Persephone’s Daughters, Issue 7, Winter 2020, a 2021 Pushcart Prize Nominee and Best of the Net Nominee
“Her companions ask about the fire. Erin shrugs.”
The Crystal Suite: Set Fire to the Rain, Friendly Fire and Burning Down the House in Fictive Dream, October 30, 2020
Cancer. How do you respond when someone says it’s a gift?
“I am masked a “well you wouldn’t know it” neurodivergent”
I think in pictures in JMWW Journal, September 10, 2020
“After more than thirty years of hiding, it is the last of many shelters. Soon I will leave, but not yet.”
Los Desaparecidos in OyeDrum Magazine, Volume II, July 2020
A pair of linked flash about coping with grief in the aftermath of suicide.
How Desolate Was Its Abandonment & With her Fog and the Diamond Sky in Fictive Dream, August 31, 2018
A little allegory about a toy bunny who mistakes a girl for a faery.
Bunny in Ellipsis Zine, March 18, 2020
“Ma says we’re all God’s children, and I gotta protect him after what he’s been through.”
Naval Gaze in The Cabinet of Heed, Issue 26, November 2019
A Christmas memory.
The Ruby Threads in Your Hair in Cliterature, Volume 50, ANTHOLOGY, Winter 2018
There are many ways to grieve. Some turn to faith, others take a different path.
In the Bleak Mid-Winter in West Texas Literary Review, March 2018 Issue
Upon learning of the death of a former lover, I contemplate how to tell our story.
The Tale Goes to the Survivor in Windmill, the Hofstra Journal of Literature and Art, The Identity Issue, 2017
“Everyone knows what kind of skank you are. Both you and your roommate! Nasty bitches. Yeah, you better run.”
Dirrty Gurl(z) in OyeDrum Literary Magazine, Weekly Feature, March 5, 2021
“His closeness was a distraction. Vickie shook the bangs out of her eyes and focused on her task.”
Can’t Walk Away in Heartland Society of Women Writers, September 21, 2020, A HLWW Featured Author
“It had been a raucous meal filled with hugs. He’d hesitated at first, but now he was glad he went.”
Feather Light in Halfway Down the Stairs, Together, September 2020
“The morning sunlight streamed through the windows that lined the hallway. The slanted shadows fell into chiaroscuro highlights on the scene.”
Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary in Nightingale & Sparrow, schoolhouse, Issue VII, August 2020
“My fear that the desperate longing for love in my 15-year-old heart would one day trap me. “
That’s the Way I Always Heard It Should Be in Stereo Stories, June 3, 2020
Some thoughts on attending an American Business Women’s luncheon.
Honestly, It Put Me Right Off My Luncheon in 2019 Pen 2 Paper Disability-Focused Creative Writing Competition, finalist
Originally published in Homology Lit, January 2019
I liked B-I-N-G-O. A stay in rehab sours the game for me.
Bingo in 2018 Pen 2 Paper Disability-Focused Creative Writing Competition, finalist
“You know, I seen men die right in front of me.” I lower my cup of coffee and stare over the rim into his eyes.
The Things I Seen in Halfway Down the Stairs, December 2017, The Spilt Milk Issue
“Poppa always said God will bless you for letting the little ones go.”
You Got to Throw the Little Ones Back in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, September 1, 2017
Loving a man on the Autism spectrum.
Sad Exchange in Breath & Shadow, Spring 2017, Volume 14, Issue 2
Every woman has an initiation story.
Initiation in Cliterature, PATRIARCHY, Volume 43, Spring 2017
“They crouched on the floor, turning themselves into little hillocks of boy; arms and legs bent protectively under their soft-shelled backs.”
Only A Mother Could in Persephone’s Daughters, Issue 6, Winter 2019: Domestic Violence
Proceeds from the print issue will be donated to the Northwest Network for Bi, Trans, Lesbian, and Gay Survivors of Abuse
In order to fix the serious problems of domestic violence, we must first educate ourselves. Only then can we begin to break the cycle of abuse.
(Available in print only)
Her Father’s Daughter in When Home Is Not Safe
Have you been through a life-changing experience? Would you say you were transformed? In this piece, I talk about how a brush with death changed my outlook. And yes, part of me was transformed.
(Print, Ebook and Audible only)
Spoons in Disabled Voices Anthology
Originally published in The Indiana Voice Journal, March 2016
Companions in Disabled Voices Anthology
Originally published in Breath & Shadow, Summer 2016
Spending two weeks away from home for surgery and rehab gave me a lot to be grateful for. (Print & Kindle only)
Say a Little Prayer in Dappled Things, Saints Peter and Paul 2018
A girl, a puppy and a man in a suit. (Print & Kindle only)
My First “Worst Year Ever” in Door is a Jar Magazine, Issue 4, April 2017
Be careful when you play with darkness. The line dividing faith and fantasy is slippery. (Print & Kindle only)
The Longing in The Spoon Knife Anthology:
Thoughts on Compliance, Defiance, and Resistance
I find an echo of my father’s music during a concert by the Marine Corp Band. (Kindle only)
Semper Fi in Tales of Our Lives: Reflection Pond