New Chapbook! Plus: 2025 Awards Eligibility

This Next Song is Called Punk Rock Valhalla, a chapbook collecting my flash fiction, is available with Neon Hemlock! These didn’t fit in my previous collection, and some of them were no longer available, so I’m delighted to be able to share them with you!
Also, as good as the chapbook looks in photos, my humble opinion is that it looks even better in person. I am, of course, biased.
I’m told it’s awards nomination season, even though I swear we just did this last year. I published two stories and a poem in 2025 and I’d be honored if you’d consider them when you’re nominating!

Mothman and Eli Visit the Cryptid Museum— free to read at Sunday Morning Transport. [short story]

“They drive through a dying empire, past encampments of the unhoused and McMansions guarded by off-duty cops, past empty warehouses and billboards declaring who counts as human. The radio speaks of wildfires out west, a hurricane slamming the southern coast, and human-created horrors everywhere. They don’t need reminding: Mothman’s wings, folded between dimensions, itch with premonition.”

“The Rise and Fall of Storm Bluff, Kansas: An Oral History” — in We Will Rise Again. [short story]

Here’s what LA Review of Books said about the story:
“My favorite story in the anthology […] illustrates the cycle of success and failure. It is told via excerpts of interviews with people involved in the intentional community in the title town. The commune was founded by a trans woman, Lily, an anarchist who jokes about buying a house and ends up buying almost a whole town. The commune is beautiful while it lasts. People grow their own food. They help their neighbors, win skeptics over. And then conservative pundits and militias catch wind of it, and you can guess what happens next.”

Come Back Wrong— free to read at Strange Horizons. [poem]
“The bog presses down like a lover,
& in time you believe this one
will not betray you, that you’ll rest
endless in earth’s belly […]”
This one is brought to you by my long-time obsession with bog bodies.