Enforcer
New fiction finally, I hope you enjoy.
Read More EnforcerNew fiction finally, I hope you enjoy.
Read More EnforcerBroken windshield wipers make the people drive slowly, and it doesn’t take long for someone to start seeing in distorted blurs to match the refracted mess above their dashboard. It’s hard to hold in when their angry sometimes, so they get drunk and drag around a opossum in a burlap sac. They do it only […]
Read More DashboardA fish flops on a splintered dock until the wood starts to rake the scales off its side. The fisherman is drunk and laughing at the top of his lungs, which are worn down from the residue of numerous cigars. Worms tangle themselves together in the bait box and believe wholeheartedly that Styrofoam is the […]
Read More The Splintered DockUnder bridges in the rain we talk about how to go back in time, while the semis and packed full mini vans surf by with tails of water and dirt. A couple in one of the passing cars nods their heads in time with an old song she just happened to catch on the radio […]
Read More InsanityMental breakdowns happen all the time. They tell me, anyway, but I know it’s not like that really. The buzzing of a building chock full of old air conditioners seeps out onto the streets and confuses the bugs and the birds. I hold onto memories of holding her, but I know those are nothing but […]
Read More Chewed Up LEGOsA couple of friends drove to the cemetery with dented shovels and some beer. They used tiny flashlights to scan the headstones in the areas where the moon wasn’t bright enough. Moths would scatter from the grave flowers when they felt the vibrations of their footsteps. The nectar in their stomachs bubbled and sloshed as […]
Read More Night Under A Willow TreeA blast of thunder woke Bill violently from his sleep and his forehead collided with the wooden boards that were just inches above his face. After letting out a series of expletives he moved his eyes around to see that he was sleeping in the dirt beneath something. He could see a band of faint […]
Read More Return Of The Well HiddenThere were three people left on bus 36 as it was making its last stops for the night. The lights above the seats buzzed like summer insects, and one of them was burnt out leaving the back few rows in a dark void. One of the passenger’s names was Helen and she worked at a […]
Read More Number 36Ned didn’t remember what it was like to wake up every morning and not want to bash his head into every sharp corner in his small unimpressive house. He had been feeling this urge much more powerfully recently ever since his boss called him into his office and told him he was on thin ice. […]
Read More PrescriptionThere were fences everywhere in the weird spaces between backyards. They ran parallel to each other and created little hallways where grass grew and was difficult to mow. Sometimes the high school kids would gather in these corridors to smoke weed or drink beer, in the summertime, or after class. The tall wooden planks sheltered […]
Read More Amnion Of The Depths