short story

Voracious

RE: A Rare Autumnal Feast To: ChefFrankenF00d1e89:   After reading your proposition on the forums, I am reaching out to enquire as to the real...

The Stalk Market

Only nine-hundred and sixty-two people stalked me today. I counted them carefully. My chest heaved. This was four fewer than yesterday. Maybe they chose to stal...

Pac-Man

It’s your Saturday, so you take the boys to the arcade, and as they get their fill of gore on the Mortal Kombat machine, you notice Pac-Man in the corner, a fla...

One Loud Dog

Bloomberg reported that Rebecca’s ex-husband was going to prison. She came into the office with a big beautiful smile on her face as if nothing happened, but ob...

White Iverson

White Iverson and I shoot hoops in the back of our high school where we met way before White Iverson became White Iverson and grew relatively rich and famous, b...

PUMKIN

The desire to leave the city, the pull of the Northern Vermont Countryside, tucked away near the Green Mountains appealed to the Finns. Leaving Boston behind wh...

Needs

and she’s lighting up again and now I’ve lost track of how many cigarettes she’s smoked although, really, I wasn’t even counting to begin with, but it seems lik...

The Singer

The singer had a skinhead and wore all black. A faded plain t-shirt, Levi 501s, a leather belt, military boots, and leather gloves. His recently shaved head was...

I Got Fired

Shitty Monday. It rained and I got stuck in traffic. Pulled into the car park. Took a second to breathe and force the smile on. Three months since Marina and I ...

Amends

Macy’s arm was the first thing I ever stole. Before you get all weirded out, she had a prosthetic arm where the real one used to be. Some people said Macy was b...