Prose 
ARkIVes

gun, a reflection on the events of January 26th 1995 in Chapel Hill, North Carolina.

A River Can Be As Frisky As Telescopes. I believe the title came from a magnetic fridge poem. (1994)

Dying on the Ground. A love story, for those readers of open mind and heart. (1995)

Rough Draft #1 - my newest story. I haven't really written anything in years, so this is all a big experiment. (2000)


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