He was a stout man, 5 foot three with a head of thinning silver hair. From the neck up he looked his age-- 93, or so said my instructions. But, he still filled out his forest-green Army coat and stood ready beside his dented mailbox. I eased the car over the dips in the … Continue reading Cab Driver Styx
Charlie Atom shut the front door and threw his jacket and scarf to puddle on the wooden bench beside the door. He cared little of the mess. He lived alone. “I’m home.” He yelled into the shadows of the front room. Outwardly he smiled, but Charlie kicked himself and tried to remember the … Continue reading Wh-Who’s there?
Matt Wheeling unfolded the red and white checkered blanket he’d tucked beneath his arm. He pulled at the edges neatly and squatting into a seat. A smile flashed over his cracked lips as he looked up. Perfect for a picnic, he thought. The smell of freshly turned earth and mowed grass mingled in Matt’s … Continue reading Picnic
The standoff began around midday. They had been chased inside, herded like sheep. Inside the small hunting lodge Marsha and her two children huddled behind an ragged metal office desk and felt the cold of November creep in between the breaks in the heavy hardwood log wall. Two men stood alert, their eyes forever scanning … Continue reading AI Savior
I could feel his eyes on the back of my neck. I turned and there was Kevin standing with his arm draped over my cubicle wall in line with his ear, smiling. He was average height with thinning sandy hair and wore button downs two sizes too big. “Hey Kevin. Whatsup?” I said. … Continue reading The Keto Hero
My mouse freezes over the torrents again. I exhale loudly through my nostrils, annoyed, and pull my blanket over my shoulders again. “Fuckin’ limewire.” I muttered gnashing my teeth. My small mousepad circles soon spiral wildly and I click furiously. “Not, fucking again.” “What?” My wife calls from the couch. I look … Continue reading You wouldn’t download a Car.
The cat was already taking a liking to me nuzzling into the crook of my arm. I felt her purring against my forearm. I keyed into my girlfriends house, excited to show her a new home. Jill was not pleased. “What is that?” She said I smiled. “A cat?” “I know … Continue reading Unwanted
Drill Sergeant Holloway stood in the barrack doorway. He was a square man. His shoulders nearly touched the either side of the doorframe. Even squarer was Holloway’s jaw, the bottom half of which nearly dropped as he surveyed the new recruits. They were to comprise the newest division of marines: the remote reconnaissance regiment. RRR … Continue reading The Drill Sergeant and Counselor Prusha
Somewhere a dog barks. While I sit here listening. Who is happier?
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. It was a half day at school. At least for me anyway. When you’re nine years old you don’t really cut class, your parents just pull you. “Did you say goodbye to everyone in your class?” Mother said, turning halfway … Continue reading Moving in April