Serial Fiction – Page 5 – cereal after sex

I rang the doorbell again, but was I really expecting a dead woman to answer? My thoughts had gotten ahead… Read more.

Refrigerated Dreams (Act 9)

Rude Rudy squirmed in the chair in the office that smelled like sterile, dusty discipline. Across from him seated at… Read more.

The house was an orgiastic glory hole of shining metal and stunning stone, sharp lines, and tall windows. It had… Read more.

Deep-seated dreams play in my head like an 8mm film. I can hear the monotonous whir of the projector. I… Read more.

Why all this? he wondered to himself. Why is this place such an inhumane zoo? He just wanted to eat… Read more.

Veronica’s first instinct was to run downstairs and tell her brute of a father that there was a strange boy… Read more.

Adam Longo was still and quiet atop his perch at the abandoned Grainer Falls shoe factory. He was looking down… Read more.

Gracelyn Polk was on her stomach on a small bed in a girlish bedroom of pink. Her legs were bent… Read more.

Farm Guy quickly got up from the table, went to the refrigerator and yanked open the door. He was pretending… Read more.

Gracelyn Polk stood in front of her social studies classroom and cleared her throat as she looked down at the… Read more.

It was the general Midwestern place found in the great picture book of the American dream, now dreamless. The homes… Read more.

A bastard chill struck a prophecy of a coming autumn as Astron Puffin sat on a fallen tree deep in… Read more.