Esophageal cancer is the worst way to go. Most people my age aren’t even aware of their esophagus—just that we have a system of pipes…
Author: Daniel Kenitz
“A Hand to the Plow,” Red Rock Review, 2022
This story received the Red Rock Review’s 2022 nomination for the Pushcart Prize. No one came to my grandfather’s wake. Moriah wasn’t a big place—unincorporated,…
“The Cycle,” Evening Street Review, 2020
Tyler Raymond broke her one rule: he recorded her. At first, she thought he was a diligent note-taker, making pencil-sweeps across his page, but when…
“Seen,” Every Day Fiction, 2020
“What if I cheated on you?” Hattie always came at Tom with wild scenarios: what if you found a prettier girlfriend, what if I cheated…
“The Parent License,” The Virginia Normal, 2019
The clock in the Licensing Center is the kind they always have at school or the DMV: black digits pimpled over a field of white.…
“Sunset 9037,” Strangelet Magazine, Volume 4
Sunset 9036 was mostly blood-red and everyone digested that in their own way. Aunt Gilly stood out in the road and prayed, which had me…