Yo yo yo
“Sicker than a malaria patient, scared and naked, barely making it, raging fits, stocking shelves with bacon bits, frosted flakes, potato chips, brownie mix…
The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 4)
The side of the parking garage across from the building was bedecked with equipment. The lion’s share, by mass at any rate, was in the form of large…
The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 3)
She was Mike Kelly, an old friend from college. The phone turned on, activating his headset. “So, I heard you were in town?” He could practically hear her…
The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 2)
Five hours later and five miles east, Ryan Gonçalves stared into his drink at an airport bar in Nashville. The bar was disgustingly new and trendy, with its…
The Street Finds Its Own Uses (Pt. 1)
The sky over Nashville was still pitch-black, even at five in the morning, with forty-five minutes to sunup and a clear sky. They made their way to a parking…
"Their raps be icky, mate, my raps be sick-y!"
All I wanted was some corn chips, but here I was, in the middle of a Walmart aisle that smelt of murder and mold, and I couldn’t get to them. As much as my…
Southern Monument
Of all your cruelties, the worst was how you broke my love of dreaming.
Death, She Wrote.
Oswald hated cases like this. Common break-ins, unstable shoot-em ups in the living room; panic killings. Nothing interesting about them. The killer would…
Fall Be Kind
The flutes surrounded me in a way that, despite ideas of reality and sanity, made complete sense. Notes fluctuated, voices trialed in and out, distanced claps…
Gone Is Me Continued...
Now to this Three We add one more This Family has become Four...
Oblique Step
There were a few doorways left, frail on scorched hinges and creaking, but I remember what used to wait behind them.
Laughing God
I’m drowning in the lies you told me, praying to God that they are true. but guess what? he laughed at me for loving you.
Fake Love
My tears have turned to blood and my body is numb. I’m puking up your smiles and fake love, because I can’t take it anymore. but still nothing’s changed and…
The Dark Forest
The hills were always the greenest I’d ever seen. The sky was the bluest I could have ever imagined. The forest on the edge of the village, though. The forest…
A Mess Sludge
a massage w/o a massage a mirage w/o a mirage a cause w/o a cause we was when we was n’t, sent to invent before we went empty, tempt me, with the resemblance…
Boom?
“Cover your ears! We’re going out with a bang!!” He pulled the plunger and smashed it back down. She cringed behind the rocks and waited for the catastrophic…
Endings
There’s magic in the captain’s chair – the high back, the armrests, the gimballed weight – but the power is in the association, and that’s all but gone now…
Airships: From Ashes
Hawkeye picked up the papers, examined it briefly, and sighed. Ripping the cap off a nightflare, he held the papers to the fizzing, sparking glow and dropped…
Forgotten Login Free (Draft)
Almost forgot my login let the fingers retrace mistakes, aches, misplaced, wait, create, this place oh god this place of pixels quick, slow, sick, it hardly…
Maybe halve the time
You’re a frustrated man. Some thoughts are for keeps, and in the bulk of discarded and mistreated developments he found two distinct items. One, my sense of…