Richard Friday Greene

is a seller of words, a hawker of dreams, a peddler of scents, and a vendor of sounds.

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He takes you to lonely kids who wish to fly and the dread of old men who fear they will fall. To footsteps that go the distance, through the American South to Turkish streets to Wisconsin farmland, where silos are the only skyline. He shows you the crime of poverty — and the poverty of crime. He gifts you the scent of spruce and a breeze as you rise higher on a swing with one you love, higher, even almost to Mars. He haunts you with the quiet noise of hospital emergency rooms, death like a daisy out of season, a cab driver’s prayers.​

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In his novel Jessica, through letters to his deceased daughter, Pearce Goode yearns to understand how his desperate struggle to endure is rooted in the past. A love story, a crime mystery, a tale of coming of age and of aging, Jessica breaches your heart, then revives you with the promise of surviving the incomprehensible and containing the uncontainable. Forthcoming works include a sequel, Pumpkin Seeds, and People of Influence, a collection of stories.