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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Superhero Stories</image:title>
      <image:caption>A series of twelve 100-word origin stories for fictional superheroes and supervillains. SpeckLit</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Exit</image:title>
      <image:caption>“He didn’t know what he was hoping for — a parallel dimension? A wormhole?” Every Day Fiction</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Forever</image:title>
      <image:caption>“She knew what forever really was. It was bonnets, bassinets, bibs. It was secrets festering in the empty spaces.” Red Coyote; reprinted in X-R-A-Y Literary Magazine</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Posthumous</image:title>
      <image:caption>“Lola is giggling as I carry her on my shoulders, trotting like a pony, between the brightly colored tents.” Postcard Poems and Prose</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - The Elephant in the Room</image:title>
      <image:caption>“In the light streaming in from the window next to us, she looks pale and skeletal, her cheeks leathery and gray.” Spank the Carp; reprinted in Spank the Carp 2020 Anthology</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Forgetting Frank Joseph</image:title>
      <image:caption>A text-based Twine game done in the style of a “choose your own adventure” story. How might memory loss affect your relationships, your routines, and even your very sense of self? Forgetting Frank Joseph placed as a finalist in the Deanna Tulley Multimedia Contest hosted by Slippery Elm Magazine</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“In the orange-tinged light your face looked younger, the creases soft and faint.” Flash Fiction Magazine</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - Tennessee Honey</image:title>
      <image:caption>“When we kiss, he tastes like whiskey and regret.” 101 Words</image:caption>
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      <image:title>selected works &amp; publications - A Faded Photograph</image:title>
      <image:caption>“An hour before she dies, my mother is jumping high in the air in the middle of a field.” Broad! Magazine</image:caption>
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