Grave Beneath the Oak Trees

THEY BURIED ME on a quiet corner lot at the far end of the cemetery under a canopy of tall oak trees. I liked…

The Writer Returns

I HAVE BEEN OUT for exactly 3 days. Three days and four hours, to be more precise. They told me that if I could keep my act…

Devil’s Canyon

THE FIRST ONE felt like a little nip, or perhaps a flick. It was the kind of sensation…

Permanent Midnight

I COULD TELL by the look on my lawyer’s face that the news he had for me was not going to be good. My prison cell was small…

Rendezvous at Smiley Face Rock

I SWALLOW AN OCCASIONAL person not because I am hungry, but because I am tired of all the shenanigans…

Just Roll With It

IF I TOLD YOU that I was born without a body, would you believe me? I know that it sounds crazy, but sometimes the most…

Alice: A Thanksgiving Tale

IT WAS DARK and cold when Alice woke up. It was awfully quiet, too. As a turkey, Alice accepted that the…

Pedal, Pedal, Pedal

MY LEGS HAD always been strong, but I was starting to fear that they were not going to be strong enough this time.

Leonard the Goblin: A Halloween Tale

LEONARD THE GOBLIN was confused. And he was tired. This was his 145th Halloween. Oh sure, in…

Flight of the Summer Hornet

I SAW THE OUTLINE of its yellow bulbous head and its long striped body a…