STORY: “The Trout Patch,” Baltimore Review
“I was bent on not believing in nothing then, but that night I felt something moving out there past the hills of southeast Kentucky.”
ESSAY: “A Shipment to Rabbit Run,” Appalachian Review, forthcoming
“My father held a son tight in that place—in Somerset, at Rabbit Run. A son he built…But I was not that son. He was not me.”
POETRY: “Daddy,” “Evocation of Woman,” & Others, Lavender Bluegrass: LGBT Writers on the South
“Dear God, what I’d give to know you, Daddy.”
ESSAY: “Role Play,” Queer Communion: Appalachian Writers on Religion, forthcoming
“Unlike performance, identity rests on belief. Identity is a faith—a strong-held conviction that even when tested, no one can refute.”
BLOG: “Appalachian Root Trip”
“Trump came to West Virginia,” Riffe said, “and he told all the miners that he would get their jobs back. Those jobs aren’t coming back.”
POETRY: “Ocean to Ocean” & “Inheritance,” Still: the Journal
“My hands… reached out of the hills for something else dark and forbidden: the fruit of another man”
ARTICLE: “Happy Pride, Y’all,” Medium
“I grew up gay in the Christian south, in Appalachia, in a culture where masculinity was strong, rugged, calloused and emotionless. Exclusively.”