Guilty Until Proven Innocent
“Shut up!” Indo shouted as he launched himself at Cot. He went down immediately, his back and pants instantly soaked from a deep puddle, while Indo swung his leg back…
“Shut up!” Indo shouted as he launched himself at Cot. He went down immediately, his back and pants instantly soaked from a deep puddle, while Indo swung his leg back…
The morning was blustery– The wind was strong enough to force leaves across the street and into the neighbor’s porch. The sky was having an off-day. It’s normal brilliant blue…
My phone rings. I stand and search for it. It is my mother calling. She never calls me at this time of day– never. She knows that I…
This is a draft of a short story that I later revised. Click here to read the final version. Here I sat in the coffee shop, day in, day out.…
The shutters on the house were a brilliant red. So red, it almost looked like house was crying, the windows being eyes, the wide red door being lips. The rest…
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