Holiday Shopping Jon Hillenbrand, December 22, 2017October 17, 2019 The prettiest girl in the world is in front of me in line at the Barnes and Noble. Her eyes are a coal black starlit night, contained in the soft folds of a milky coffee meringue. A Roman nose on a petit face and I finally understand ancient beauty, the kind preserved in marble. Her terrifying glance is a spotlight I want to catch or hide from in its shadow. I imagine my life with her, laughing together, brushing the snow from her black coat and a tear from her eye, as she’s called to the register and out of my life forever pulled away in the river of holiday checkouts. Short Stories
Short Stories The Long Dark – Introspection June 27, 2017October 16, 2019 This story is in reference to the game The Long Dark from Hinterland Games. The player assumes the role of a crash-landed bush pilot who must survive the frigid Canadian wilderness after a global disaster. The man sat for a spell looking into the fire. He thought about the day, how he… Read More
Short Stories The flame November 27, 2016October 17, 2019 The boy looked upon the candle as it continued to melt the flame slowly dying. He held it as if he were holding small child or an injured bird. Read More
Short Stories She, Her, Them October 18, 2019March 5, 2020 Upon the completion of time, the architect looked upon its work and with a perfect eye noticed a gap. The gap could not have been visible to a corporeal being, but from the perspective of timeless existence it flowed from the moment of an angel’s betrayal outward as a fissure… Read More