He had always wondered what it would feel like sitting in one of these chairs. The metal felt cold against his skin, despite the jeans that separated… Read more “Lawyer”
They couldn’t help but feel perplexed. It didn’t make sense. It had been two hundred and fifty-seven years since they killed this many people in a single… Read more “Rebel Hunger”
They say that laughter is the best medicine. But it’s not. The best medicine tastes like strawberries. Not strawberries, like, real strawberries, but what some white lab-coat… Read more “The Best Medicine”
The steak was delicious, though, just like the salads were. Josh couldn’t understand why Dennis turned his nose up at him when the words escaped his lips,… Read more “22nd District”
It was the first snowfall of the year. I sat up and my bones creaked as much as the bed did. That old rickety bed made of… Read more “Whiteout”
You know that feeling when you wake abruptly from an unusually vivid dream? But when you try to make sense of it, the memory falls just out of grasp before dissolving entirely? That has been my life for the past month.
The panda sat silently at the bar, pawing at a bowl of salted nuts. The only other patron looking on with a cocked head and raised brow.… Read more “The Panda Eats, Shoots and Leaves.”
Dear Writer’s Block, It’s not you, it’s me. I just can’t go on living like this. And I should start being honest with myself. I know you… Read more “Dear Writer’s Block”