Hotcakes

Hotcakes

There are two types of people in the world—those who can press the barrel of a gun into the forehead of a man and pull the trigger, and those who can’t. And it don’t count if you pay someone. Handing over cash is easy. You pass it along and go home, and you write the...
Many Are Called, Few Are Chosen

Many Are Called, Few Are Chosen

On his fortieth birthday, Dom mourned the death of his literary dream and resolved to seek im-mortality through the only means left to him. +++++He sat alone in his studio apartment, emptying a bottle of Old Crow, studying his latest rejection letter. A literary agent...
25 Seconds

25 Seconds

Noah was eavesdropping. His father was whispering into his cell phone and brandishing a bright orange reciprocating saw. +++++I don’t like to take him with me. I know, but his mom is out of the picture. Yep…gotta keep keepin’ on…gotta get that precious metal. You know...
Food Is Poison

Food Is Poison

Eliza says, “You can’t possibly understand time in the way that I do.” +++++She’s right, of course. +++++I can spend my time drawing the special version of the letter “S” that we all know how to draw; the one we drew all over our desks in school; the one with two sets...
Seven Colors Of Evil

Seven Colors Of Evil

A crime scene is a dismal place, even on the best days. The rain didn’t help–it washed away any forensic evidence and hope. The girl’s empty backpack had been found behind a dumpster, lying against a grimy brick wall. Someone had paint-scrawled the word REPENT!...