Canopic Jar 35, an anthology in print, is now available. Copies can be purchased directly from Canopic (here) or through Amazon (here)....

Six Foot Deep The crescent moon waxes her tips towards Venus and your hand reaches for the shovel. Always the same: four foot long, two...

from River City Ebb & Flow In our minds the hotel, the joints, and the clinic served as a funnel to the courthouse. Located on a massive...

I don’t have any idea how long we had been following the truck, but if you squinted into the noon glare the familiar pig’s head logo...

The moment she dies, you’re in stirrups having a pap smear. How symbolic is that? You made the appointment months ago. You were exhausted...

She perked me up when she did her perfect pirouettes to the Blue Danube waltz. She wore a sky blue tutu made from stiff nylon netting and...

In a hulking, black-clad mass, nearly twenty turkey vultures congregated in Maude’s yard. The 12-gauge shotgun blasts she fired over...