“Beyond the Lights,” Santa Monica Review, Spring 2011

“A song played on the radio, something deliciously catchy from that summer we would never hear again without thinking of that night. Bing laughed as he replayed the scene with the woman, giving particular attention to her ringing falsetto as he yanked at the sweater and then the cold shock of the water as it caught her in the eyes. The windows were down and a sharp breeze pulled at the leafless alders overhanging the parking lot, and I smelled something in the air, something wet and earthy that made me shiver. It came from far away, from the north, and I knew it would be here soon enough.”