(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.) What are we gonna do with ourselves Daniel? Like right now? Like ever. Are you gonna go to college? I don’t know, but I don’t think so. Why you’re smart? … Continue reading
(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.) Anya melts onto her back. Lie down with me okay? I lie down. Our sides are touching, barely, but enough. You can’t see many stars tonight, Anya says. Too … Continue reading
Excerpt from Nocturne Variations: From that point forward Piers and Teresa hung out nearly every night, getting drunk and stoned and completing each other in various ways. An adverbially inflamed Teresa fell hard for Piers and loved her … Continue reading
It was Jake who first called Anya the Saturday Night Russian. It started when Anya was twelve. Up until that point her wardrobe had been pretty subdued, pretty ordinary. Jeans or capris, T-shirts, sandals or sneakers. Then, seemingly overnight, … Continue reading
