A young boy asks a girl he barely knows to do a terrible act and she does.
The lovers nestled in their cold cavernous caves sicken at the coming sun.
Doe, do something only I could understand, walk in the middle of the road with your eyes closed.
I turn to respond only to be greeted by the soft caressing scent of a pine fire
I knew the way to his dad’s headstone as though it were my own father—wish that bastard was dead instead of just gone, but luck falls on the beautiful not the brave.
Take this as a warning: shut your blinds, you never know what will come knocking.
“Only those who want to go home can. You just don’t want to be alone.”
'"If I don’t return, there’s no one left that would miss me, but please share this as widely as you can. We can’t let the truth die."' Flash story about a teen who goes in search of the truth.
"Zay signs off, switches terminals and servers. He is no longer V01D, serpent of the Red Vine, but is now 640ST, the unseen hand behind the destruction of the world." Flash fiction excerpt from my current WIP
"When they find my body deposited on the shores of their desolation, they will not reject me this time." Micro story that explores the biases that are built into our future systems.