All I Want for Christmas is You

The man smiled, dimpled, ruddy cheeks like two sugar plums. “Little Ollie’s on the top of my list this year. I just can’t disappoint him. And his letter was very specific.”

Shedding

Dinah inspected the withered trunk, the dry, shriveled limbs. “Fucking shit, dude,” she said. “How long you had this thing, since the Dark Ages?”

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

A cluster of flies, like black grapes, swarmed over the sherry-stained carpet, seduced by its fermented sweetness, though any liquid had long since evaporated.

Silent Night

“Shhh-shh-shhhhh.” Warner held up a ruddy finger. “Hear that?”

The Muslim Ban

The Muslim ban is not a Muslim ban.

The Slaying of the Grendelgrinch

Every year at Entropy, we do a holiday poem exchange. Below, you’ll find a prose poem I wrote in 2017 for Dennis Sweeney, shared here with his permission. This piece meant a lot to me, as it was one of the first purely creative works (not a review or supplement) I had written in a […]

The Year That Santa Twerked It

Miley Cyrus’s VMA performance was the center of discussion at my family’s Thanksgiving this year, and my Aunt requested that I provide a Christmas story (I wrote one last year that was a big hit)…this was the result. ‘Twas the night before Xmas, sure as reindeer have hooves, and Santa was learning some crazy dance […]

Fatal Purr (Part 7: Conclusion)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 The film loops through several times as TOYS, including PANDORA, file in and watch, each adding her voice to the song with quiet ooh’s. Finally, ENGINEER #1 bursts in from offstage and the music/film stops abruptly. ENGINEER #1 has now acquired a number […]

Fatal Purr (Part 6)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 The door explodes off its hinges and clatters to the floor moments before the TOY, still deranged from her run-in with the toilet bowl, lands atop it. Before they can react, she grabs CLANK and SCUFFLE by their legs and carries them, inverted and screaming, […]

Fatal Purr (Part 5)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 The stage begins to sink again under waves of heroic flourishes from the orchestra. As the surface reaches its halfway-point, CLANK and SCUFFLE become visible, examining the trapdoor from above. The ENGINEERS and SERAGLIO linger below, with only their heads and shoulders in sight. CLANK: Yep. SCUFFLE: […]