Wish | Short Story
He took another sip of his drink and grinned. "I'm whatever you want me to be."…
The Birds
“I wonder if they’re real,” John asked, pointing at the crows on the fence bordering the pond. Overgrown grass reigned supreme, but the park still showed signs of its past of glorious, manicured, suburban, peaceful days. John imagined kids riding bikes along the then clear path, old people…
Seeds (part 1)
“So, what are these?” Rea raised an eyebrow, waiting for Nial to finish assessing the bundle of little reddish-brown pips she found in one of her great-grandmother’s drawers. For the last few months she took the habit of stopping by Nial’s apartment after work. Unlike hers, his apartment…
Freedom
Her choices were simple: cleanse or sacrifice.
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Moon
Don't look at the moon. Stay indoors tonight.…
Traitor | A Short Story
The young man flinched at the festival of horror pouring from the small, flat screen on the desk: the yellow dust that engulfed entire cities, the homes consumed by fire, the snow storms, the injured and ill lying on hospital floors and on the side of the street…