Snail Eyes
Short Story About Friendship I once knew a girl that painted the most realistic eyes onto the backs of snail shells. Willow was her name and she was by far absolutely brilliant at it....
Author: Roach Adams
Rock Bottom
Short Story In the blink of an eye a mammoth sinkhole swallows up the entire town of Carlsburg, twenty-seven thousand souls vanish into the Earth. Leaving highway 401 eerily leading into a fifty...
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
Short Story The only real objections seem to come from the oscillating fan swaying its head side to side in the corner. With the barrel of the 9mm handgun stuffed in his mouth,...
A Strange Occurrence At The Belmont Motel
Short Story Fred Ferkel’s eyes thrust open to a dim-lit bedroom. He let them focus for a moment on the spinning ceiling fan and then carefully slithered out from the covers like a legless...
Individual Of Concern
Short Story The tiny padded cell was devoid of any furniture except an elongated mirror that consumed one of the walls and a bright lime green button beside the door. In the centre of...
The Legendary Danny Doom
Short Story Danny Doom was the nickname he had given himself. I found It kinda fitting for a young man with such an unsettling death wish. Although, It was rather his over abundance...
The Wanted Ad
Short Story Ring, ring, ring. “Hello.” “Howdy.” “Hi there, I’am calling about your wanted ad, I saw in the paper.” “Oh yes Hi, I do currently have an ad in the classifieds at...
Lunar Lunacy
Short Story I was approached by a rather interesting fellow in a park while I was on vacation a few weeks ago. The man looked to be sharply dressed in an ocean blue suit...
Dazed and Disconnected
Short Story About the Digital World “I’m done with this shit!” I said, starring intently at the screen promptly, begging me to reconsider my account. I wonder if they will all think I just...
Chasing The Peacock’s Tail
Short Story Once I was a bartender all summer at this shitty hole in the wall bar called The G Spot. Every— fucken day, I would end up telling a whole slew of...
The Last Drink
Short Story “I’ll take a double spiced rum on the rocks please,” I ask the bartender sitting down to a stool at the large wooden bar. The place cast a vibe of abandonment,...
