“So, tell me again, this time, so everyone can hear you,” the sloppily dresses man says as he caresses the three-day old hair fibers that grow on…… Read more “43 Days Until The End – Past Lies – Short Story”

The doctors said I was lucky, it could’ve been worse, the accident I’m talking about. I still don’t remember much off what happened, just pain, just a…… Read more “44 Days Until The End – Constricted – Short Story”

Fickle things, we are, made up of easily damaged, irreplaceable parts, that our whole existence depends on, but we treat like absolute shite. Case in question, this…… Read more “45 Days Until The End – March Hares – Short Story”

“They say, when you know what you’ve got, you should hold on as tight as you can, and never let it go. Sage advice for the trouble…… Read more “47 Days Until The End – Me And Mine – Short Story”

It stings, like a fucking bitch, I want to rip my eyes from my head, but, that’d just be letting her win, she’d already taken so much.…… Read more “48 Days Until The End – Starch – Short Story”

Perhaps, a word used to possibly answer a question, without actually providing one, I know, in my time, I’ve used it to avoid honestly answering questions I…… Read more “49 Days Until The End – Perhaps – Short Story”