In short stories there's more permission to be elliptical. You can have image-logic, or it's almost like a poem in that you can come to a lot of meanings within a short space.

If you're short on time, that would be the two-word version of our story: we fell.

The beginning of the end can feel a lot like the middle when you are living in it.

A food truce, the picnic suspension of oedipal feeling that permits the generations to love each other at family reunions.

I hope that in my thirties I grow as a writer, push into new territory.

I spent most of my 20s with these alligator wrestlers in the swamps of South Florida.

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