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In the garage. 24 May 2013 | 04:03 am
“Get her in, they’ll be coming soon.“ Those were the first words I remember my father saying, the first I understood anyway. maybe not what they meant, not then. To be honest all of us kids knew we ...
Showering. 14 Feb 2013 | 08:23 am
Lately I was thinking I must be getting old. I have been repeating myself telling the same old stories and same old jokes. Then yesterday I was in the shower and while trying to scrub my back my fing...
FFMH 1 Feb 2013 | 07:30 am
Flash fiction music & horror. We all live here in this yellow submarine. It sank many years ago. The hall stayed intact after it lofted to its final resting place miles below. The radiation from the ...
Swollen's thoughts on life. 17 Jan 2013 | 02:02 pm
Some reason places always held a distraction for me. Places in my past, In my writing, in my head. Places or and events are what shaped me. The players and activities are but place holders. I know who...
In the trees. 10 Jan 2013 | 10:07 pm
“They are hiding up there you know.” Harold stared bug-eyed up at the trees. I remember those trees their colors green, brown and gold, their leafy tops high and swaying in the warm west wind. “They...
Tender meat. 1 Jan 2013 | 12:42 pm
I laid there weak, looking out at an endless day. That day bright and yellow, heavy and insurmountable. I laid their pulverized by her hands. But meat is muscle and when there is life left, then the m...
Happy Halloween. 31 Oct 2012 | 06:29 am
From Swollen.
Untitled 4 Oct 2012 | 11:12 am
The stories are not done. I have more.
Splayed. 22 Aug 2012 | 02:00 pm
We all stood at his dissection. We stood uncomfortable and still judged. We stood there looking down and still judged. He was splayed for all to see. He stood bleeding and bone shone. He stood and pa...
Emily’s love Part 1. 15 Aug 2012 | 03:29 pm
I just started talking to my daughter last night. Wait, you don’t, see I, I have been talking to her for years. But it wasn’t until yesterday that we communicated with some understanding. I don’t want...
