Category Short stories

Thank you Mr. Bradbury

The old writer sat in his usual chair.  He had occupied that same chair almost everyday since his wife had passed on and most days for a few decades before.  Where she had passed to he didn’t know.  He wasn’t one to believe in things like the afterlife and neither was she.  “The proof is […]

Jessie on the brain…

“Where do you think I’m going to go when I die.”  Jessie asked me, his big stupid eyes, being so beautiful, so amazing.  You wouldn’t know those eyes were losing the battle they had fought so long. “I don’t know.”  I really didn’t.  I had no answer to a question like that. “Come on.”  He […]

At The Start

She entered the kitchen screaming like some whirling dervish on crack.  I couldn’t tell who or what she was blathering on about, but at that particular moment I did not care. Two thoughts were running through my head.  A: Who was this gorgeous creature? And B: How the fuck did she get into my flat? […]