Author: Jordan Clayton

2 November 2015

Sleeping In The Shadow Of Morpheous – Part Three

Serial Story I woke up. The couch cushions hid my pack of cigarettes. I ripped them off and lit one. The tar and ash accentuated the cotton dry mouth. My thirst became more...

Short Stories

5 October 2015

Sleeping In The Shadow Of Morpheous – Part Two

Short Story I sat down, calm yet anxious and began to prepare my shot. I got my kit from a well placed and convenient hiding spot beneath the couch. I went through the...

Short Stories

22 September 2015

Sleeping In The Shadow Of Morpheous – Part One

Short Story The grease was still fresh on my shirt from cleaning out the traps. I’d burned my index finger on the hot, chrome oil filters, near the second knuckle. My brow dripped...

Poetry

13 July 2015

Stuck

A world without Bill. This building would be a hotel. Stuck, fucking stuck My first words to be heard and I’m fucking stuck Stuck in a fucking airport, surrounded yet unseen, in a river...

Poetry

15 June 2015

Thirty Thousand Feet

Poem Infinitesimal fireworks pop like a silent flash from a lone diode light bulb. The craft carries on northward bound as I type on these electronic keys. The boy behind me has a...

Short Stories

20 April 2015

Meta or: How I feel after 20,000 words

Meta Fiction “I am a pretentious wretch.” he wrote at the top of the white legal pad. He was smiling; nearly giggling at how much he thought himself to be so. “This collection...

Poetry

6 April 2015

Habitual

Free Verse Poem Everyone told you you’re life would change forever. You even took the class the old lady in the black dress said you should; the woman who taught the class said...