Short Stories
Heat. Surely this is the devil's parlor. The baked landscape leads farther than my fading will. How long have I been governed by the law of this heartless red world? The beast that carries me labors to breathe. I dismount. Blowing sand finds its way through my keffiyeh, stinging my eyes. I am surrounded by endless dunes. I fall to my knees and lift my hands to the sky...
Come. That's it. A little further now. Follow me," I say, as we reach the fields of Bethlehem. The animals protest the steep climb. My sheep follow my voice and separate from the flock of my brother...
The frantic midtown Manhattan street was an uproar of busy buses, cranky cab drivers and determined pedestrians. One by one, mom and pop flipped their signs from closed to open...
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Check the window. No sun yet. She wasn't there last time. I look toward the door, it's almost shut. Who shut it? I look hard at the door. Green light. Gotta hold it. She's definitely there...
On a bench, next to the sign proudly proclaiming Fabulous Funnel Cakes, Voted Ocean City's Best Funnel Cakes, lay the rig of a one-man-band. Instantly, I am replete...
The desk stands in the shadowed study, oblivious to the knowledge that relies on its strong legs for support. Ideas sit forsaken and scattered...
The creature had the shape of an alligator. Its scaly jacket glistened with the oily liquid that ambled it's way over and past...
ferocious energy courses through my black wind as the cold accelerates toward the ground, fusing with heat. the rain stops and the dismal sky begins its spin...
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