Justyn Harkin
If there’s any guy crazy enough to attack me, I’m going to show him the end of the world—close up. I’m going to let him see the kingdom come with his own eyes. I’m going to send him straight to the Southern Hemisphere and let the ashes of death rain all over him and the kangaroos and the wallabies.
Haruki Murakami on kicking dudes in the balls
New Work Forthcoming!

I’ll have a new piece in Used Furniture Review some time soon. I really like this journal, and I’m delighted to be appearing in it once again.

Hello, stationery.

Hello, stationery.

Oh?

Oh?

Rage! Not only did this website steal my story, they fucked it up as well. Although, truth be told, I’m kind of intrigued by the possibilities of “Pecker Penmanship.” 

Rage! Not only did this website steal my story, they fucked it up as well. Although, truth be told, I’m kind of intrigued by the possibilities of “Pecker Penmanship.” 

Looks legit.

Looks legit.

Sorry, but AWP provides no rankings of creative writing programs because such rankings are misleading.

‘I’ve never seen anything like this,’ I told Michael Grunze, 25, one of the team’s best defenders, as I watched my first game.

‘Neither have we,’ he deadpanned.

“For the Chicago Comets, Blindness Is No Impediment to Tough Competition,” ChicagoMag.com

My story “Sobriquet” went live at Used Furniture Review earlier today with an amazing recorded reading by Lindsay Hunter.

For really, really bad dogs…

For really, really bad dogs…