A Christmas Snow
The white ruffled snowflakes fell by the millions covering the browning grass that would have been blowing free. The snow…
Author: Nat Whilk
Día de los Muertos
They all come for the celebration. Dead And undead alike. Their wild-eyed mask Adorning skeletons. Eating and drinking For the…
The Tunnel by Nat Whilk
He knew. He knew it before he fell off the log. The dream log, that is — the hollow log. …
Into His Head by Nat Whilk
Once upon a time there was a man who had headaches everyday, and even into the night into his head. …
I Remember Christmas: Poems by Nat Whilk
I Remember Christmas I remember Christmas, The wine and good cheer And the demon elves Who stalked me in fear.…
Every Available Space by Nat Whilk
A doctor in a white coat enters a crowded press conference as lights flash and cameras click. Television cameras are…
The Prisoner
The cell is small. The gentleman dressed in top hat and tails asks the jailer to turn the key. He…
The Birth
By Nat Whilk ©2011 Glass Onion Productions The window was open and nothing was coming in. Laura moaned as she…