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…
Author: Jazz Reed
Wiper Blades
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…
Every Moment
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…
Coffee Shop Writer
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.…
When the Future Becomes The Present
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…
Protected: The Problem with Power: Corruption in the Christian Church
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