I finished a new short story, On a Bench in Union Square Park. It's a meditation on grief, loss, and regret. This is my second short story of 2026, and more are on the way! I've missed writing short pieces. I hope to have six solid shorts written by the end of the year. Here's a snippet: "I don’t remember whose idea it was to meet at the bench — mine, my mother’s, or my therapist Tonya’s. I suppose it does not matter whose idea it was, not really. It had been a good one, sure

100-word Story   My body lies broken. Shattered into pieces. I don’t know which bones have snapped, but I’m guessing from the pain shooting through my body, it’s more than a couple. I shouldn’t have trusted you. Something in my gut told me not to get in the car, but I did anyway. It was snowing and I needed the ride. Home was only one mile from where you picked me up. Now, my body lies thirty-seven miles from home in a ditch. It’s dark outside and getting darker. I pray someo