All of a sudden, Beau woke up four years older. Last he could remember, the year was 2013, one that would live in infamy to him for a… Read more "Beau’s Way Back"
For Part II, click here. Three and a half years later Particularly during the summer, western Washington is a very, very lovely place to be. Henry was… Read more "Things Left Behind [Part III]"
I write to you, my love, from a very humble abode, from a place so dark you can see a glint in the devil's eye. I write… Read more "Postcards From Hell"
Two friends are smoking spliffs and listening to music in a hazy living room. They are 26 and 27, respectively; both between jobs. One is responsible, polite,…… Read more “Body Temperature”
Resilience presents itself as a rare, amorphous quality amongst humans, manifesting in us physically, mentally, but more often both; and thus changing with accordant fluidity. The uniquely female strength required to…… Read more “Scabs”
Everyone just called it “The Monkey”, because “The Pink Monkey Cabaret” was too generous a title to actually use in reference to what was essentially a border…… Read more “Strange Encounters at The Pink Monkey”
It was early in the morning, and she was several weeks late. You could see the faint hint of sunlight trying its hardest to break through the thick, grey cloud…… Read more “Quid Pro Quo”
For Part I, click here. “Who the fuck are you?”, she asked, within reason. “Er, I’m Henry”, he responded, with no semblance of any. “Why’d you call…… Read more “Things Left Behind [Part II]”
The following is inspired by true events Dennis and Elliot stood at the corner of 86th and Lexington, waiting for the school bus in clothes that were much…… Read more “Autumn and Puberty in New York”
It’s a classic stereotype, that of the sleazy used car salesman, one comprised of men in ill-fitting suits and women in low-cut blouses — a cloud of…… Read more “Things Left Behind”
Embodying the colloquial cliché of disappointment justly affiliated with trying to make it as an actor in the barren sprawl of metropolitan Los Angeles had become a true exercise…… Read more “Queer Acts of Love & Whoredom in the Sunshine State”
Prior to the incident, Joe had been working with his therapist, Dr. Avery Harlow, for getting on six years. Though more than slightly reticent at first, he had come,…… Read more “The Fragile Nature of White Porcelain and Human Psyche”
Home for him lay well south of Heaven — closer to the border with Hell — or somewhere round Central Texas, morally speaking, that is. Quietly uncertain of everything apart…… Read more “Kindred Spirits, Wicked Souls”
People typically share a sort of yearning affinity for the distinctive jingle that ice cream trucks use to bait neighborhood kids; Roland did not. He always found it sort…… Read more “Napalm and Strawberry Shortcake”