Joy in Necessary Fiction
My short story “Swat” is up on Necessary Fiction. An excerpt:
I hate flies.
A day that begins with killing a fly is a good day.
I hate the way they sneak into bins and loiter around food. I hate the way they well up like thick, black rain. Their buzzing pollutes a room so that the air is bad to breathe. I hate how they rub their nasty little hands together, like they are plotting something. Or how they start to move when they think you aren’t looking.