Winter When Thy Face is Hid
I was so tired, Tuesday night. Don’t sleep well when I get that tired. I…
Browsing: Fiction
La Petite Mort
Hannah sat deep in thought waiting for the reception room’s red light to turn green…
Spent Batteries
The shop sign was in a Youghal side street, and it said Afro Crafts and…
DUMAINE
“I’m leaving.” “Oh?” “Yes. I’m moving on. Been puttin’it off, but gotta go today.” “Baggage…
ACME
The Jehovah’s Witnesses were driving me crazy with their too-polite knocks and damnation pamphlets. Maybe…
Nimbus At the Green Border
Cyprus, 1965 The lads of the 42nd Infantry Battalion sat slumped on the Land Rover’s…