New short fiction, “After Sunrise, Full Ahead” is up at Random Sample Review. Here’s an excerpt:
The morning the forklift crushed Leonard, he added real sugar, not artificial sweetener to his coffee. It was a challenge to even find the real sugar, and when he did find it—banished to the back of the cupboard, behind the cornmeal, next to an ancient box of gelatin—he needed a steak knife to jab at it like it was a block of repressed anger. He took appreciative sips, and drank quickly; considered the slick undissolved sugar that coated his tongue and wondered if that was how coffee was supposed to taste. He couldn’t remember, but it wasn’t unpleasant. That morning, Leonard drank two cups of coffee instead of one.
What I’m reading now: A Land More Kind Than Home by Wiley Cash