Microfiction: I and the Bound Man

I approached the bound man. Bulbous and round, reeking of his own filth. The boastful braggart had nothing to say. A powerful man among his people, but here, he was nothing more significant than an insect. Impotent. Petulant. I went to work ripping flesh from bone. Strip by strip I pulled the bound man’s flesh […]

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Microfiction: Heavy is the Head

It began as it always had, with a whisper. A small voice calling out from the depths of the subconscious mind. Gentle urgings promising incredible reward for so little risk. Now a grown man of power, he grumbled against the voice, though quickly cowed to its will. The crown upon his head might as well […]

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Traffic Stop

Red and blue lights flashed along a quiet southern stretch of Highway Ninety-Nine. California State Trooper, Howard McCallister, cautiously approached the silver Honda Accord he had just pulled over. The driver’s window had been rolled down and McCallister could see the driver’s hands positioned atop the steering wheel. Light from the officer’s flashlight spilled across […]

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Of The Soul

The plight of humankind is remarkable. Clumsy. Fragile. Apes. Yet of all possible beings throughout all possible realities they alone bear in themselves the keys to godhood. Flesh and spirit – two parts which compose their kind, yet rarely make them whole. No. Wholeness for them is found in relation to one another. Relationships between […]

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Keys to Life and Death

“And you are certain this is what you want?” A mummified mockery of a woman towered over the young man. She bore wings like that of a vulture, dusty and black. Outstretched where watchful eyes gazed out upon him. Her lips, two dark laces, stretched tightly over gnarled teeth. Her touch was like an ancient […]

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New Year

The fog rolled in with deceptive speed. Appearing, at first, to slowly swallow homes and streetlights whole from the neighborhood across the way before creeping across the tumbleweed choked field. Within moments the heavy mists had devoured the apartment complex where Morgan St James sat watching the world descend into the depths of some mist-composed […]

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And Now, We Write

Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and ice. — Dante Alighieri, Dante’s Inferno. Stay tuned – there is so much more I want to show you. Subscribe below to get notified of new posts and the latest updates.

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A House of Flies

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. – H. P. Lovecraft A single flickering bulb burned overhead emanating what one might call light in the loosest of considerations. The dying glow of an ember capable only of making the darkness a […]

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