Don’t get me wrong. Those frenetic people than burn incandescent, seesaw through life, never crossing at a crosswalk aren’t me. Eddie, Becca, Jordan. They are all like that. Talking fast about topics they Continue reading Mope
I roll the nylon out across the floor. It is strong enough. I shrug.
I remember the day of the revolution. Now it seems like a dream. Promises of greatness. Many of us believed.
Clouds drift past the hole in the roof. Continue reading Maddening
The Jamison burned my throat as the car jerked to a stop.
Everyone piled out. I smashed the bottle on the pavement.
Voices were excited. We’d made vows. Continue reading Burnt
“Hiya, Mike. Feeling better?” my boss asked.
“Yes, I am.” And I did feel better.
The boss led the way into the back of the bakery.
“Try one of these new pastries,” said the boss, handing me one. Continue reading Tart
Simon shivered. Waves knocked against planks beneath his sodden feet. He swiped his dripping hair aside.
“It was an accident,” she repeated. Lamplight reflected from dark liquid eyes.
She’d knocked him overboard, he knew. He looked at the Continue reading Rowboat
“Did you find it?”
“You didn’t even look for it, did you?”
He stuck his thumbs under the straps of his pack, adjusting the weight on his shoulders. “What are you talking about?” Continue reading Bridge
Steampunk Fairy Tales, Volume II is now available in paperback.
I watch Walt and that other guy from work. What’s his name? Kevin? Kyle? Kurt, I think.
Walt and I were going out shopping. Maybe a movie. But when we walked out the front door, Kurt happened. That was twenty minutes ago.
Walt looks at me. I sit on the stoop and smile. Let’s go! echoes in my head.
He keeps talking to Kurt. They laugh about work. Continue reading Not Quite Almost