Category: Fiction

The glass door whooshed open, and sunlight slipped in. A smell of chemicals mixed in the air with blood, sweat,…

The band was practicing here for the first time, three of us in my living room, when grunge was all…

After years of waiting, Happy Dunbar once again had what he referred to as the feeling. It was a sense…

Bright yellow flashed along her sides, blinding and twisting deep. Then, velvet darkness resettled, unbothered and waiting. Emptiness stretched out…

It was deadline night. The newspaper was being put to bed. Phones rang with last minute comments, and fingers pounded…

I sat down on the white bench, checking my watch. They were late, and nobody called me to tell me…

Fires licked pink, plastic walls, turning them black. Floors melted. Windows filled with smoke. Toy furniture ignited. A small figurine…

I first began reading Charles Bukowski right around the same time I was falling off the earth. Hearing that he’d…

The white ruffled snowflakes fell by the millions covering the browning grass that would have been blowing free. The snow…

Last year was to be my last. My doctor laid it all out on the table. My heart was broken.…