"Predator," Prose, The Southampton Review, Vol. XII, No. 2, Summer/Fall 2018.

Just after my thirteenth birthday I killed a mailman. It was an accident as much as anything is an accident. There were no weapons and I never planned it and feel bad about it still, but it happened, and I watched it happen, and after it happened it seemed like something I would always be waiting to have happen again....  (read more)