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Soul Scars Pt.3
Neil pocketed his change and, smiling at the checkout girl, gave her a verbal thumbs-up. Her punky-pierced lip lifted acknowledgement. As he picked up the two trays, loaded down with overpriced world...
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Soul Scars, Pt.4
Neil shivered in the dense shadows of the alley. They were messy with leaping lights from the road that bit and nibbled the dark edges. Out there, the sodium haven blazed orange, with the occasional...
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A recessional in the Terminal
Well. After three years of drafting, cooling, forgetfulness of self in the face of the world … I’ve published my first short story, “Terminal”, up on Kindle. This evening has splintered with angry...
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You’re looking for that hurt look around my mouth
So you can make another claim – well, go ahead and make it. This Friday sees my new life begin. The solitary writer blossoms at last, after a handful of years spent with a partner of trust, love and...
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I drown when I see you
Like listening to the last stories of an antique doll your grandmother once played with as a girl. Now it sits in the window sill of the playroom, gathering dust, watching the wizened old figure...
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When the End came
The mist came from a platinum sky, one fine spring day like no other. Those lunching in parks watched with loose interest, as the first silvery skeins drifted down to drape themselves about the...
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