Sitting on his throne one day, clawed fingers softly thrumming, The great dark lord peered out upon his minions’ constant humming, With teeth like fangs and eyes like fire and deep voice ever-booming, He glared out at his endless realm and fire all-consuming. His throne was made of skulls and … Continue reading
The liquid in the bucket was a bright crimson. Not quite blood, more of a Marlboro or sports car color. Julius resented that dye cost too much because it looked a hell of a lot more like blood and that was the point they were trying to make. Symbols were … Continue reading
“I don’t have a racist bone in my body. But I think when Mexico sends its people over here, they’re not sending their best guys. They’re all rapists, criminals and drug peddlers!” The man in the blue suit flailed spasmodically, pushing physical emphasis into his opinion. His hair, which was … Continue reading
“Its name is Man.” The Staler stasis chamber doors open. Dr. Greanisis cocks an eyebrow. No smoke billows out the chamber. He expected smoke, or a mist. Some grand, dramatic showing besides the doors opening outward, the vertical slit widening and exposing his creation. His wondrous and highly illegal display. … Continue reading
The mist at Rialto Beach was so dense that they couldn’t see the water until it had flattened and spread across the sand. Behind the fog, waves crashed in deep bass tones, exploding into crackling froth just beyond their sight. They were among the first people to arrive that day, … Continue reading
The steel scaffolding of the oil rig surrounded the divers, encasing them in the skeletal spine of the structure. Time mattered down here in different ways. Cognitively Ricky knew that it was just past noon on the surface, and that the hot gulf sun was beating down on his friends. … Continue reading
Mr. Boots was missing. Ecila tried to find him. She looked everywhere. She looked in the basement, and in the cupboards, and under the stairs, but he wasn’t there. “Where is Mr. Boots?” she asked the mother, but the mother did not know. She lay awake that night in bed … Continue reading
The student, the athlete, and the stoner settled in on the love-seat. They were nestled one over the other in front of the computer monitor that served as the students’ TV and general escape. In celebration of a life, commemorating the expansive work of the late David Bowie, they had … Continue reading
On Day 1, the first thing you notice is the subway. It feels different, something not right. The world is off. Sure the sounds and smells of the subway are unchanged. Piss and dirt and scum linger in the air, the masses scurry like ants or rats or whatever insectian-vermin … Continue reading
The bright red train rumbled along through the candy forest. The trees ripe with sugared treats chugged slowly by as the cars climbed the steep grade of the last hill before the valley. There were bluebirds singing in all the trees, a mass of chirping that organized into a chipper chorus of a … Continue reading
