My lat­est flash fic­tion for The Rum­pus is up now. Here’s a pre­view:

“It was a tidy, mod­ern grave­yard in Cal­i­for­nia and traf­fic zipped by reg­u­lar­ly, but the place ter­ri­fied me. I got it into my head that if I took a sin­gle breath as we passed by it, some­one I cared about would die. So I held my breath for a quar­ter of a mile every day, near­ly pass­ing out from the respon­si­bil­i­ty of keep­ing all the peo­ple I loved alive. Of course, they most­ly didn’t notice.”