There were paintings here, in the Before. Now there are bare walls and voids screaming with an ocean-sized silence. The…
I always carry a book with me. More than one if I was close to the end and might need…
A dear friend of mine sent me a wonderful Christmas story. With his permission, I am sharing it with you.…
“He’s staring at me.” I chucked Ricky on the chin. What a cutie. “They all look that way. See? The…
In honor of the creepiest month of the year, I offer you a quick flash of fiction. I hope you…