Category: Short Stories
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Excerpt: The moronic monotony of it all was murder, Truman thought to himself, as he robotically scanned groceries, pushed buttons,… Read more.
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Ephemeral Green Ego. I hesitated to tell him because he had a bad habit of being overly judgmental. “I dreamt… Read more.
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In a previous life I had been an oven salesman in Omaha spending my livid, blank days doling out shiny… Read more.
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The house was an orgiastic glory hole of shining metal and stunning stone, sharp lines, and tall windows. It had… Read more.
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Deep-seated dreams play in my head like an 8mm film. I can hear the monotonous whir of the projector. I… Read more.
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Veronica Genesis sat nervously in class trying to focus on the puzzling geometry book spread out before her. She lifted… Read more.
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The boy from the refrigerator was perched upon a steel beam like a vulture high above them in the old… Read more.
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Veronica never wanted him to pull away, but when he did his taste lingered on her mouth and she wanted… Read more.
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The wheels suddenly slowed, and the bottom of her sneakers slid into the gravel as Veronica Genesis stopped her bike… Read more.
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Once back inside the main part of the house, he quietly crept up the stairs, the filthy moans and groans… Read more.
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We were lost somewhere in Arizona. The heat was better than the cold now. It was all about survival mostly,… Read more.
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Once at the modest brick and vinyl Midwest bungalow, Max Pine took a seat in an uncomfortable chair near an… Read more.
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