Knocking at the Southern Gates…
It was a simple mistake…for a fucking idiot. Migraine meds
Category: Short Stories
My growing library of short stories. These are just fun little tales kicking around in my head. Who knows, perhaps one day they will grow into something bigger.
Gone
At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we’d struck it rich and that we’d be able to retire and live in leisure. We actually started writing down all the ways we’d spend…
Two weeks.
Its the same guy, every two weeks, on Tuesday. He never says much. Not since the first couple of times he came in. He doesn
I swear on my…
He swore on his mother’s grave, but then he swore on just about everything.I stopped believing him years ago. It was the same goddamn story every time.
How do you spell Santa?!
My dearest Timothy, While I am certain you meant this innocent request for a kinder, gentler soul, one who resides at a very different and, far more northerly, address, I am not unsympathetic to your…