I trip on cobblestones sticking out of the earth like busted tombstones.
(nonfiction)
Author: Another Chicago Magazine
Can a town named Phoenix rise from the ash?
(nonfiction)
I go to the county jail to see one father and discover that the other one is there.
(interview)
A tabby, a calico, a Bengal, a Persian, even one of those hairless Egyptian numbers. Black cats, white cats, ginger cats, grey cats. They climbed all over each other, over the trees, in piles on the ground. Floor to ceiling, nothing but cats.
(fiction)
