The water taxi moves slowly through the marina. The captain takes care to keep his wake small until he’s clear of the breakwater that...

Published Oct 3 on Elephant Journal (click to view) Why do I bicycle, every day, to the office, you ask? Why do I forsake the warmth of...

Also published as Our Love is a Celestial Dance in Elephant Journal, September 3, 2016 (click to view) There are about 100 billion stars...

Here could be anywhere if you are there it could be a hotel room it could be my bed it could be that trail above the mountain town or...

Published by The Good Men Project, January 2, 2017 (Click to View) I heard them I heard them through the wall of my hotel room muffled...

Her feet are bare and high on the dashboard. Her hair tucked into that baseball cap while blonde strands, the ones she lets fall out,...