Forthcoming in Dark Mountain Issue 6

A story of mine, 'The Shrine,' will be included in the Dark Mountain Project's literary journal, out this September. Very excited!

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After Trout Fishing in America

The city is in my blood now, like irreducible plastic beads, like the gyres of styrofoam in the sea.

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The sand beside the sea was recently below the sea and where it has not been stepped on it lies in a perfect arching plane, parabolic curves of a hard crust. The coarse grains are held in a crust of salt that breaks suddenly when touched, as though it had dreamt of falling apart since it emerged from the sea.

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Children break the crust of sand with their feet like robots poorly designed for the purpose.

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Like a robot, a created thing, my blood is the city, all the people and buildings run, like an upturned chess set in a drain pipe, through my heart and veins.

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Most people don’t play chess.