Tears From A Clown
Short Story The man and his camera crew had been driving around for hours on the hunt for clowns. His news station decided to do a segment on all of the creepy sightings that had...
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Rich Man, Poor Man – Part One
Short Story Once upon a time, high in the reaches of the mountain range, there was a martial arts master—a hermit would be a more appropriate term—who lived out his remaining years in his...
Small Talk 2 – Problems
Short Story It’s good, rather brilliant. You think so? It’s logical. I thought you would bring the coffee. I do. And now you are in our conversation. What I can’t have an opinion? You can,...
Marshmallow Dreams
Short Story I was never destined to be a millionaire. My first failure of the task occurred at the age of eight. It was a normal afternoon at day-care. I went to the...
The Human Comedy: Bicuspids
Short Story The dentist’s chair. Why did they call it that? The dentist never sat there, that was for sure. The dentist’s torture chamber — that was more like it. The hygienist was nice...
My Head Is Killing Me
Short Story My head is killing me. I get up from my desk and walk over to the water cooler. It’s 3:00pm and I’m not sure if it’s still Monday or not. I...
The Woes of the Zombie Man – Chapter III
Short Story Which tells of a time Boris and Bugger experienced a bout of “food” poisoning. For many days they reminisced on the good eatin’ they had done and been punished severely for, wondering...
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
Short Story The only real objections seem to come from the oscillating fan swaying its head side to side in the corner. With the barrel of the 9mm handgun stuffed in his mouth,...
There, One Cherry Tree
Short Story Look, she’d pointed and began to jump so as to see better. Do you see? There is one there! She said, shaking his arm. At first he wasn’t sure what she...
The Storm Woke Me
Short Story I was dreaming. I was dreaming of us. You and me. You were here. Lying next to me. I could feel your breath on my cheek. We ate scrambled eggs and...
Three Sisters Are We: Part One – Daphne
Don’t ask me how many days we were captives aboard that monstrous ship. Don’t ask me. Days and nights spilled into one another, during which we were bound to a wide column amidst crates...
Russian Roulette
Short Story She stood among the crowd of thousands of people in the Red Square. All were waiting for the countdown to mark the new year, a new millennium, but she was waiting...
