Excerpts

People speak of fate and destiny as though they are the same thing—two names for a road that was chosen before we ever arrived. I have never believed that. Fate…

Some moments enter quietly and leave the whole room altered. Nothing announces them. There is no thunder, no choir, no visible hand pointing toward the meaning. There is only a…

The flame in the dream was blue—not the blue of gas or electricity, but the color of moonlight seen through deep water. It burned without consuming anything. It moved across…

Jimmy sat three stools down, turning an untouched glass between his palms as if the answer might be written along its rim. The bar was nearly empty, except for a…