Fiction

You don’t trust the guy with the camera.  The angle of his head.  The way he leers.  The way he holds his camera like a […]

That night in April, Carl fell into shadows. Before that night, Carl lived a relatively simple life.  He had a wife, Lisa, who cared for […]

He has a key. It’s a nice key, heavy enough, a solid chunk of brass so old it’s almost black.  It tingles in his hand.  […]

You might not believe in magic beans.  Doesn’t matter.  Jack believed in them, and he grew a beanstalk.  So when I got my hands on […]

He wakes atop a fresh grave in the rain.  He’s muddy and achy, and he can barely see through the gloom.  Fortunately, there’s the near […]

The poison spread quickly.  The man, barely more than a child, staggered at the edge of the bar.  Anyone seeing him assumed it was alcohol.  […]

The creature struck the city forty-five minutes before rush hour, in full daylight, whilst everyone toiled at work and dreamed of the beers they’d soon […]

The bar: modern day’s answer to a philosophical need.  Plans are plotted, relationships dissected, futures thwarted, pasts forgotten, and friends made, met, or lost. There’s […]

The sun is in a constant state of explosion, deluging us with its solar wings and cosmic rays. The sun will burn you to a […]

The thing is made of gears and springs and cogs and things.  It stands like a man, it shakes hands like a man, but it […]