The Devil Inside Me (a short story)

It's been a long time since I felt completely whole, ya know. Like, I wake up in the morning and I make coffee and I smoke cigarettes, and the rest of the day I yearn for that ritual - that simple doing of something that makes complete sense to me. I dunno. It's bland to … Continue reading The Devil Inside Me (a short story)

Top O’ The Mornin’ To Ya (a short story)

"Yellow is my opposite color," she said through the bit of sleep still entangling her. I laughed for a moment and asked her what she meant, but consciousness wasn't around her enough for her to hear me. "And what about blue?" I asked through smiling teeth. Her eyes opened and looked at me before she … Continue reading Top O’ The Mornin’ To Ya (a short story)

The Interaction (a very short story)

It is October 2017. New York City. The Borough of Queens. I'm on a stone path which leads to the train station, the Long Island Railroad. I'm smoking a cigarette. A man approaches. "Money. Give it to me." He says. I look up and I see his eyes, narrowed yet wide and unhinged. "Brother, I've … Continue reading The Interaction (a very short story)

The Order of Apsis (a short story)

Francis circled around the grounds every morning about the time of coffee. To him it was by 5am, when he was thrilled to be awake before the rest of the inmates, which is what he called his brethren. You see, Francis was a brother in the order of Apsis- a semisecret sect of a christian … Continue reading The Order of Apsis (a short story)

A Little Boy Named Smith (a very short story)

Walking along the dusken road near dawn, my friend Smith was almost to the point where he could howl. As he sat meditating near the bank of the river, he wished only but to bring himself to right himself and stand up and do so. The funny thing about Smith was that he knew exactly … Continue reading A Little Boy Named Smith (a very short story)

Where To Go Dancing One Night, Alone In The City (a short story)

Linh wanted to go dancing one night, alone in the city they never knew existed before setting foot there. Which is to say that it was there all along, the city, but Linh wasn’t inside of it. It’s simple, you see, when something is there to reality at large, it doesn’t seem so much to … Continue reading Where To Go Dancing One Night, Alone In The City (a short story)