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Category Archives: Short Stories
The Lenses – A Halloween Tale
“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world” – Schopenhauer A cool breeze stung Ralph’s cheeks, bringing him to his senses. Why am I lying down on grass? Where am I? … Continue reading →
Blood Line
March 5th 2012 “I’m on my way, honey. Yeah. I’ll be home soon. Love you too.” Brian snapped his old Nokia shut, errantly shoving it deep in his pocket as he typed and clicked away. The office was dim, most … Continue reading →
The Pen is Mightier than the Sword
“The pen is mightier than the sword.” “Foolish swine!” The fire burned intensely; gnarly oak logs glowed in the brass fire pit as they illuminated the engulfing darkness. Woodrow and Attila pierced each other’s gaze as their argument raged on … Continue reading →
Garage Bombing
“Whoa dude! What a gnarly ride!” Skyler flipped his shaggy hair, glistening with sweat, and had a grin ear-to-ear that only a day of long boarding in the sweet California sun could induce. “I know, right?” “Like, Kelson, I’ve like … Continue reading →
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2080
Shreds of smoke from small campfires climb a sky tortured with raging forest fires unchecked. Skeletons of once great structures stand as jagged sentinels of a forgotten people. A breeze bites from the north; hints of the ice and snow … Continue reading →
