Kronos Got Drunk – Part One
Short Story Time is inconsiderate. I had been staring at my computer screen for three hours. I hated everything. “Time is inconsiderate.” I mouthed the words slowly. A wonderful place to start, if I...
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See-Through
Flash Fiction I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...
Deliverance In The Dark
Haibun Cotton sheets cling to my skin like a burial shroud. Memories of Mom arise. Her pain-soaked blue eyes, looking out from a frustration-worn face, pulsing oxygen through nasal tubes insufficient for her to...
The Golf Club – Part One
Fiction Story I’ve never once felt comfortable at my job. Every moment is thinly veiled with the aura of desperation. It is horrid. Together my colleague Sheriff and I are nearly synonymous with...
