The Short Story of Jimmy Winters
Almost everyone has heard the tragic story of poor Jimmy Winters. You haven’t? Well, you will when I am finished. Jimmy worked construction. Jimmy was good…
Almost everyone has heard the tragic story of poor Jimmy Winters. You haven’t? Well, you will when I am finished. Jimmy worked construction. Jimmy was good…
The club was dark and sweaty. The band, a two piece, voice and keyboards, were pumping out an industrial volume rhythm to which the crowd were berserking on…
The Blue Orchid had been the type of club frequented only by Disney Boys. That had been before the great flood of ’09. Now the only patrons of the gloomy bar…
She stood atop the crumbling stone steps that led to nowhere, the jasmine scented wind blowing her hair and flimsy gown. He crouched at the foot, blood…
My grandmother was a crook and, she also claimed, the Earl of Essex. I suspected that the latter may have been mere and unsubstantiated, as her first name was…
He was a mad dog, and he was also an Englishman and at that time he was also a stevedore baking away in the midday sun on a dock, in a harbour, at a port at…
Finding that he was alone he spoke to himself. When he received no response he pulled at his skin with his broken fingernails drawing blood that trickled onto…
On the darkly stage, the band practised. The saxophone sputtered and spat and eventually spoke a slow waltz. On the empty space, that when the palais was full…
I breathed the smoke in deeply. It made my throat sore and raw, but I liked that feeling. It soothed me, and made me feel aware the contours of my body, which…
He laughed silently as the music pounded against his ears. Moving the can away from his lips and placing it back on the desk, he suddenly started to feel as he…
They loomed out at him through the dimly lit space. Frightening looking, a fact that was only amplified by the dark music flowing in the background. The…
She stood there, under the Sakura tree, at exactly 5 o’ clock in the afternoon. She watched aimlessly as the cars passed by her and ignored the horrible…
If you had to chose on word to describe the world, what would it be? My choice? Hmmmm... Random.
Marcus went through the motions of preparing for bed. Pajamas on, teeth brushed, blinds closed, and lights off, he climbed into bed. And sat. The glow of the…
A laugh, receeding back into the darkness of night. It was long and low, creepy, as I stepped toward it. “What’re you doing?” Rochelle whispered angrily at me…
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Even in the hustle, bustle, and noise of the hospital, her room was nearly silent. She sat there, staring at him, and waited. She was waiting for an answer…
It smells like the dew at dusk, sweat, and freshly-cut hay in the tightly-packed loft. I can’t breathe; I’m exhausted; I can’t move my little 12-year-old body…
There is a circle about the iris of your eyes, a dark soot-grey thing that holds all of you within it. If I were to pluck it out, that thin, grey line, it…