“Variety 9” – by Mark Hanson
The city of Declan was filled to the brim with chaos. Not a pure soul was to be found here. Continue reading
The city of Declan was filled to the brim with chaos. Not a pure soul was to be found here. Continue reading
The hall of the intensive care unit was quiet save for muted whirring and not quite pitch for the strips Continue reading
Grasdith decidedly did not want to be here. “Minnie’s Place: Spaceport – Trading Post – Rest Stop – and Continue reading
She was found in her bathroom, almost unrecognizable, with blood covering almost every inch of her body, and smeared on Continue reading
As I laid in my bed on Tuesday night, my roommate, Rick, was restless. “Jack. I must tell you something.” Continue reading
“Cindy I told you to have my coffee ready when I got here in the morning, and for the love Continue reading
“The hardest part of being in the Gyp is getting out,” my brother quoted to me like the faithful disciple Continue reading
Franny, FEB V MMXIII I know this letter will be nonsensical to you, beyond your wisdom and understanding. But Continue reading