Fiction
Moving On

“For me, that boardwalk life’s through.” – Bruce Springsteen (Sandy)

Jul 13, 2017
Fiction
Morning Dreams

I will lie awake And lie for fun And fake the way I hold you Let you fall for every empty word I say — Brand New I had a dream that you were cheating on me, she tells him. She opens the cabinet and finds a box of Irish breakfast tea. She knows she […]

Jul 6, 2017
Fiction
Through The Walls

Sometimes she can hear her sister crying through walls She doesn’t know why she’s crying She doesn’t know why she’s so loud. It’s 3 am. When morning comes, they do not confront; Too afraid to know if she hears her Too afraid to let her know that she does. They let it go, Unspoken. The […]

Jun 13, 2017
Nonfiction
The Ghost on the Corner

Outside the door, one could hear music, but more importantly, one could hear all of us.

Mar 7, 2017
Nonfiction
Winter Poem

I like what beginnings promise. i like how december is lit up like a million christmas trees to counter the bleak gnawing underneath the surface i like how people say ‘may peace be with you’ because they mean it and isn’t that what we all truly hope for, anyway? i like how december is a […]

Jan 8, 2017
Nonfiction
The Gilmore Way:A Year in the Life

Spoilers ahead I smell snow, Lorelai Gilmore says in “Winter,” the first installment of Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life. And just as the words leave her lips, flurries begin to fall, whitening the grounds of Stars Hollow; the small town in Connecticut that is as quaint and picturesque as we left it nine […]

Nov 29, 2016
Fiction
Vices

Spiraling into a spiral of loneliness, James takes a shot of whiskey over the sink, already shunning the pity call from Jack at the firm.  Jack who likes to gallivant all over the city. Jack who likes to speak in bachelor cliches. Let’s paint the town red, he proclaims amidst his trademark Friday night monologue […]

Sep 30, 2016
Nonfiction
The Summer Job That Could Have Been

The Nautical Mile is eerily deserted come winter. Gusts of February wind blow through my damp, curly hair, which I chose to wear down for the interview. A new bar and grill, across from the Crab Shack, is seeking a hostess. Tim gives me a warm hello as I step into a cold restaurant that […]

Sep 28, 2016
Fiction
The Triumph Of Memory

What are you doing? Scott asks. Alissa’s cursor hovers over her inbox. She’s lost in thought with a half-filled glass of coconut water beside her. She’s been clinging to coconut water these days. Maine summers require them. I’m contemplating whether or not I should ask Franny, Chris, and Justin over. Just to catch up, maybe […]

Aug 25, 2016
Nonfiction
Summer Lyrics:Summer Thoughts

*Disclaimer: I recently uncovered a TON of old music. Immediately, I was transported to various points of my life, remembering what I was experiencing, and why I was listening. I decided to create a piece that pays tribute to just how powerful music can be. *Another Disclaimer: While music is a portal to any time, […]

Aug 15, 2016