Fiction | Short Story
The Rusting Screws

The waiter informed me that I was bothering the other diners with my weeping.

Jun 24, 2016
Fiction | Short Story

When the scholar began reading between the lines, he was at first shocked by the plaintive simplicity of the hidden messages, then frustrated, then eventually bored as he inscribed them by hand.

Jun 12, 2016
Fiction | Short Story
And Our Fathers, Who Are They?

He had started his murder spree on the very night I was born.

May 13, 2016