Fiction

I write fiction.

Plenty of it, but not much is published. I did, gleefully, get a poem published in a catalog of Peet’s Coffee & Tea years ago. They paid me with two bags of coffee. My dad sent the poem to his family, friends and everybody else in his address book. I shared the coffee with him.

It was a start.

Here is the follow-up – two very-very-short pieces and a short story:

Road Kill (Fictionaut)

A new look at the menace of traffic and highways. The story was self published.

McDonald’s (Trapeze Magazine)

A short-short story about a stinky car and what might lurk below.

Weight Loss (Nanoism)

A short-short story about losing weight, well, maybe losing weight.

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