The Janitor
Short Story About Identity The janitor was always depressed and cynical. This was nothing new. The monotony of his occupation had left him numb, but he had no complaints. The anxiety he used to...
Tagged: life
A Girl And A Ghost
Short Story “Are you a ghost?” she asked. I laughed. “Not exactly,” I said. “Do I look like a ghost?” “A little,” she said. “You’re shiny blue. Ghosts always look shiny blue.” I cocked...
Life Appreciated
Short Story The smile on Maggie’s eight-year-old face always breaks my heart on court days. Single mom-ing hasn’t been too bad and her dad and I even keep it pretty civil. I just...
The Rosebush and The Brier – Part One
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
A Quiet Walk
Poem On a late night walk On a beach or Even more so middle of nowhere, which is believed to be peaceful. Have you walked The sand of the ocean’s front On a summer...
Spring Rain
Poem They take you by surprise, the squares, circles, cubes and triangles falling from the sky on your way back from a day in war. They smile at you like little children expecting words...
An Immortal’s Suicide
Short Story He watched, agitated, as they died around him. Family after family, loved one after loved one, it didn’t matter. They would grow old, get sick. Always the same. Always by himself at...
The Breath of Life
Poem I don’t want to live a life that’s shocking Shaking or nerve rattling I want to push myself through an air tube feeling a consistent flow and pressure I want to live...
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,...
Welcome, Freedom
Poem Freedom – my shelter, my home! I forgot your kissing winds, I forgot your caressing hands. The way you make my heart pulse and throb, the way I am reaching out to...
