It was a protest, or what passed for one in Georgetown. Xana watched from the cover of shade as the reporter, the American, left the crowd loitering in front of Royal House and trotted across […]
Category: Fiction
(Fiction) The Disemboweler
The Disemboweler stroked the child’s head and smiled from under his severed mask. He had cut it in an arc under the cheeks to reveal his mouth and the tip of his nose. It obscured […]
(Fiction) So Big
Christine Adjani sat by herself at the round white table in the nook by the bay window, smiling in silence at old pictures of her and Declun, when the double doors across the living room […]
(Fiction) The Red King
Anders Benet had murdered his mother in the womb. He had no memory of this, nor could he say he intended the woman any harm. Indeed, it wasn’t until his fourteenth year that he killed […]
(Fiction) A Town in Poland
I went to the little boy’s funeral. But I didn’t join the crowd. I saw his young mother, standing there, hunched and broken, and I couldn’t bear to face her. It wasn’t just that I’d […]
(Fiction) Permission to do the right thing
Hours passed, and Xana realized neither of them had bothered to turn on the light even as the penthouse grew dark. And Ian hadn’t moved or bothered to go to the bathroom. He just sat […]
(Fiction) Storybook Epic Fail
For eight and a half heady weeks, Kell worked as a sales rep for a liquor distributor, which was arguably the best job she ever had and probably ever could have. It was definitely the […]
