Author: Jordan Clayton
No Good Girls
Love Poem P.O. said I was done. So I bolted to my car. My first car; baking in the coastal summer sun. Looking down to the ground, watching my soles shuffle on the...
Gin And Jazz
Short Story I pulled the needle over to the record. It scratched as it spun. Two greats in duet. It had a sweet swell of suspicion to the tone of the cornet. I...
Deprivation
Flash Fiction I feel like Hank Chinaski lately. I’ve been cutting back on the booze, I’ve got liver pains. I fear it may conk out soon, maybe I gave it more than it...
Farming In The RSA System – Part Two
Science Fiction I went back to my quarters and changed out of my sleep wear. I stepped into some hemp fiber jeans and shirt, leather work boots. I dressed Woof in her protective...
Farming in the RSA System – Part One
Science Fiction The bright blue light shone up from my pillow, pulling me from sleep. I looked around the windowless room and saw the clock. I got a full 8 hours. I stood up...
The Rosebush and The Brier – Part Two
Short Story The coals hissed as Bobbie threw handfuls of wet sand into the fire pit. “C’mon Williams, get your boots on; we’re heading out.” He popped up from his sleep, remembering the...
The Rosebush and The Brier – Part One
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
