New Day

Graveyards of idiots I reached a moment of pure honesty on the morning of the eve of my fifty-fifth birthday. … More

Drunk at the End of the World

I witnessed the curling black mushroom cloud for the briefest of moments, it reached over the city on fire like … More

“What is it worth to you, really?” That was his twisting question. Alasha looked the trade agent in the eye … More

I had wandered into the shell of a hotel in the town’s central square, stepping over the twisted, looping vines … More