Stories

"The child lay in his bed, curled up into a fetal position as he stared at the door across from him. It wasn't a door. It was a giant flab of flesh, glowing like when you put a flashlight under your hand, and breathing like a lung. It breathed slowly, filling with air and then flattening out. Then it breathed again. The boy was too scared to close his eyes, so he stared at the door that never left his room. It had been there for months. Haunting the child. Traumatizing him."

When a father's son goes missing, he has to venture into a world of nonsense and horror to bring him back.

Liam Taylor is finally at the stupor of his life. His deadline is approaching for his latest true crime work, his best friend is any and all liquor, and his real best friend is his supplier. He's still haunted by what could have been, and what should have been, after the event that tore his family apart.

That all is, until a young boy comes into his midst: his dead twin brother, Noah.

And a serial killer with a new potential victim.

This short story collection is embracing all the cruelty and beauty of the world around us, highlighting the small details of the development of our feelings and emotions. Sometimes what doesn't kill you makes you scarred for a lifetime, sometimes it is really hard to realize how much you hurt other people, and sometimes you don't realize how much they hurt you. You need a lot of courage and fear to be able to commit suicide, but even to be able to stay alive.

A Flarf Poem based on Google Results.

Sammy and David are on a nice leisurely date, but with a policeman on the prowl and Sammy's anxiety problems being a bit prominent, the date is destined to take a turn for the worse.

About the wall in my mind and whats behind it and how I can't let the people around me see these emotions on my face.

What is Shawn to do when the man that he had loved since the beginning of his life was the man that he could not express his love for? What is Sam to feel when he stood behind the love of his life as the bestman instead of before, in his rightful place, as the groom? What are they to do when the love they share simply isn't practical because they are brothers? [Part of 'Tales of Love, Tales of Woe' short story collection]

Sometimes a scrapbook can tell us everything we need to know.

Short, simple, and easily the most honest thing I've written in months.

A roommate's silent dialogue with his friend, who tried to commit suicide.