The Taxwich

The Good Boy 👹🚬

The cycle came back around, started over, and as with magical things, August returned with the wind. A warm wind, … More

Darling Nancy awoke to the sounds of her sisters shrieking like wind through narrow corridors. She threw the covers from … More

In a part of the world where you’ve never been, a meadow glows. With tulips and carnations and lilies and … More

My left ear was clogged. A pressure inside that was uncomfortable, but not debilitating. I had become almost entirely deaf … More

What this guy sees is smoke and he hears noise like screaming. He’s on the ground, he’s at an airport, … More