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Tales of New York

I have a new book out! It’s a collection of my creepier, stranger, and slightly magical stories. I like to think of it as how I see New York when it’s late at night and I squint my eyes. Whose to say the girl I met at Coney Island wasn’t a mermaid...

Seven Places You Haven’t Had Sex

Late one night, the East River far below and the overbuilt goliath beneath their feet, they fucked on the Brooklyn Bridge to say goodbye. She left one way and he the other, a kiss still wet on their lips as they pulled out their phones to delete numbers. Early one...

Two Three Two

While on vacation, I took a writing workshop with a bunch of brilliant people. It wasn’t a time for serious critique, demanding attention, or long effort. Instead, we wrote quickly without too much thought, starting each time with a prompt or suggestion. One of...