Two days into November and the last ghoulies, the hold-outs, charged the roads of their neighborhood. Disguised as the living … More
Tag: short story
Face to Carve
A colossal pumpkin in my arms, I stumbled into the house. Kicking toy cars, small, discarded shoes out of my path. … More
Girl’s Wings
Together. Her feet brushed on and through the sand. Figure like air. We walked along the beach. Didn’t hold each … More
Red and Boring
An astronaut walks on Mars. She is the first human to do so. After two minutes, she feels lazy, and … More
