Listed here are recently published or forthcoming stories. Some links are provided for online versions though publishers' links can change without warning.

Tenderfoot
Idaho Review Forthcoming
They were driving in a snowstorm… Whiter and whiter became their medium, and all the cars within it a pastier white, white spread with a knife. Suddenly, on the other side of the median strip, a bit of humped purple spun like a dancer, lifted itself like an animal, groped in the air with its four round feet, and fell back onto its roof.

Sentimental Ballads
Passages North Forthcoming
On Grandma’s face played dozens of worries, one after the other, as if projected there by a revolving lantern. They included but were not limited to the probable peril of her son my Uncle Harry, a Navy Lieutenant; the threat of cholera; the treachery of telephone poles; and the capacity of a cheerful dog to turn murderously insane in thirty seconds.

Niche
Antioch Review Spring 2010
He wasn't cute. His fair hair always seemed too short. His thin face always seemed too pale. He smiled only infrequently – a good thing, for each smile took away a piece of her heart.

Safari Shrink
Northern New England Review Forthcoming
In Nairobi we met our guide, Mike: yellow eyes, ruined skin, ruined liver. 'Welcome to Kenya,' he mourned. ”

“The woman seemed sincere, but of course she could not feel the power of the blues, the way they called forth Dorothy’s seemly life: the ink of the river at night seen from under a canoe, the ocean’s mauve at sundown...”
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Big Sister
Massachusetts Review Forthcoming
Maddy leaned forward and took hold of the girl’s pigtails and pulled, hard.  Ivy pinched her sister’s nipples through the jersey tee.  Maddy let go of the pigtails.  Ivy pulled Maddy to the floor and banged her head on the Serouk rug.  Maddy managed to slip out from under the girl and overturn her, and now older sister was atop younger.  Rape seemed a possibility.

Hearts and Flowers
Cincinnati Review Forthcoming
He felt a curious sympathy for this bony woman.  She seemed to find smiling difficult – was it the slight malocclusion; had no one ever told her that buck teeth were sexy?  He knew she was married, but he suspected that she was insufficiently attended to.

Capers
Ascent online   
 And if he were to kiss the hollow of her neck, which he had loved to do long ago, entering the silk purse above before the silkier purse below, that’s what he used to say – he’d find the hollow filled with loose, shuddering skin like crème fraîche.

Jan Term
Idaho Review 2009
Jeremy Salter greeted his wife’s homecoming by throwing crockery at the wall and pouring Scotch into the family’s aged computer.

Exit Nurse
Superstition Review, Issue 3, Spring 2009
“What did the infant die of?” the Lady inquired.  “She was too good for me,” the nurse sobbed.

Castle 4
Alaska Quarterly Review Fall/Winter 2009
 The place was peopled by creatures who had wandered in or maybe had lived there since birth like the AIDs babies, the short gut babies, the babies lacking a brain stem: all abandoned to the Castle by horrified parents who had fled the state.

Tale
Cincinnati Review Summer 2009
Wars, Lucinda, they will never come to an end, it would be sensible to accept them as our destiny, our modus operandi, society should prepare itself to be forever in battle, battle arises from man’s unchangeable nature.

Guides
Ascent Fall 2008
“People don’t live forever,” he gently reminded her.
“Oh,” she said, as if this were the first she’d heard of it.

It Is I
VerbSap online 2008
The audience went wild. “Signora,” they shrieked, “Signora we could listen to you forever; we would come in great numbers to hear you read the telephone directory.”

The Transparent House
Writecorner Press online 2008
“So you’ll marry him,” you said evenly.
“Somebody has to,” I explained.

The Ministry of Restraint
Ecotone 2008
From the moment the train thudded to a halt, sharply braked by the quick-witted engineer – from that moment of death averted, of survival insured, Alain and the woman had been twisted together as if they were cars in the wreck that hadn’t happened.

The Little Wife
Ontario Review Spring 2008 
 Fox was kept alive on some canned medicinal nutrient to which he attributed his frequent vomiting.  Treatments and their sequellae were killing him, he said; the disease itself had vanished, he claimed.  “I’m cured and dead,” he said, in helpless fury.

Assisted Living
Ascent Winter 2008
Yefgin cured people of addictions using a combination of hypnosis and harangue.  “Special concoction,” he said, with a wink.  Many of his clients did quit their habits, though they often switched to new ones.  When Yefgin met a woman he kissed her hand first, then twisted his face into a grin that suggested he’d just conceived a helpless passion for her.  Such things happened all the time in Turgenev, he’d mention.

First Fruits
Sonora Review Summer 2008
He made no sound when brought to me, merely sought hungrily for the breast, his palm warm against my skin.  “Little son,” I murmured.

Little son.  Hair on the head black, silken, fine.  Eyelashes thick as the feathers of a crow.  Lips soft as he slept.  As he slept he dreamed of the dark warm comfort of the lap of the god.

Snoop
Lake Effect Spring 2008
“You will live with your mistake forever,” she told me.  “Have no fear that you will forget.  You will only become accustomed.”  An energetic snort.  “Guilt is your spouse, Nellie.  You might as well embrace it.  Enjoy the world over its shoulder.”