Nihility’s Gate, A Short Story

The Pacific Ocean roared its heave-ho beneath the boat which Lottie was a passenger. She sat at the bow and faced sternward to capture the faces of the passengers with her iPhone. The men and women, all pilgrims, were dressed in the same white New Balance tennis shoes, boot cut jeans, and plain grey t-shirt.… Continue reading Nihility’s Gate, A Short Story

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Bloodlines

Rain assailed the street and concrete, and the lights of the suburban homes flooded into the darkness without. Jamal Epes watched TV alone in his small two-bedroom home. The wind rushed through trees and rattled shutters. At first, he thought it was a phantom sound, a noise so illogical that the only way to explain… Continue reading Bloodlines

Flash Fiction: The Rooftop

There was a corpse on the rooftop when I got home. Didn't have enough time to question it. It was dark and the fog was thick. There was rustling in the forest of trees surrounding my home. I ran indoors holding onto the childhood belief that one is safer inside. I pushed my furniture to… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Rooftop