This is the first short story I ever had published, thanks to the generosity of James Diaz, who took a chance on a young writer in the winter of 2018. It has its genesis in the first fevered days of getting serious about my craft in 2014, and is very much defined by the struggle of a young, emotionally broken writer trying to find his voice, but it has something, even if I’ve largely outgrown it by now.
