Girl who sings to Butterflies
This is the story I wanted to tell. An eloquent urban myth, hearsay, like those, passed on from a friend of a friend or someone who knew...
The Mistake
There’s no such thing as a happy ending. You’re going to die. Maybe not now, maybe not anytime soon, but it’s inevitable. Like taxes. ...
Taking Sarah Home
The inhumanity of man surrounds me, like the stench of decay. Sallow faced, hollow cheeked, and with eyes that have seen too much, I...
Dark
A thin haze hung suspended between the buildings like an exhalation waiting to dispelled; as though one deep breath from the living city...
Beholder
There is beauty in destruction. I knew this, had from an early age but it was only recently that I discovered the pleasure to be had. On...
Concrete Wolf
Even with all his strength, he felt like a crane fly being pulled apart one limb at a time. Razor sharp jaws clamped on his inner thigh,...
Hot
Grumbling, breath frosting the inside of the visor with moisture that he can’t wipe away. Thinks for a moment of spitting, anything to...
No one at the Gates
Interesting fact of the day: you can skydive in a column of air, if the flow is a consistent 95 miles an hour. My fantastic wife took...
