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I’ve decided to publish a new chapbook of speculative poetry and microfiction at the end of February, so they’re available for sale at 2010: A Space Oddity. I plan to do a limited, numbered edition of 100, with a mix of three different covers. I’m taking advance orders now via PayPal to (or mail […]

It was at this point that Duane uncovered a face. At first he thought it was a mannequin or a doll. As Duane cleared away more styrofoam, it became clear that he was looking at the corpse of an attractive woman.

Read “How Duane Came to Be In the Bathroom” by Jamie Grove.

the train like a wide, metallic bolt of lightning, and the people on the bridge

Just had a short flash fiction piece go up at Brain Harvest: An Almanac of Bad Ass Speculative Fiction: “Ribbons. Lightning.“