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Short Stories

The Gang from the Boatyard

Oct 6th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
The gang from the boatyard, by God you had to love ‘em, the lot of them, every man jack of them; braised, poured, scratched, abraded, welded, mucked about by all of life, you had to love ‘em


Shadowed veil

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
A calico eyeballs me from a tin lid in the shadows of a dripping alleyway near the sidewalk café where I pause to study people, surroundings, and ambient light. I’m a photographer. On assignment.


Holly Forever

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
The year was 1979 and our Buddy Holly and The Crickets cover band “Holly Forever” was enjoying moderate success.


Fire

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
The brown house was on fire to the attic. There was absolutely no way the damn dog was still alive but the man, moved to do something, anything really, kept approaching the firemen.


Terminus

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories

Something felt amiss to Yvonne on this Saturday night, see and it wasn’t simply because she was wearing Marcel’s long trench coat over her performance attire. She was sitting in one of the train chairs that pull down from the …



Stud

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
“It’s like being in a god-forsaken third-world country where nothing works.”


Music Therapy

Sep 19th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories

As soon as I entered the room, healing he started mumbling, ambulance stuttering, “H-h-help me. Help me-e.” He was pointing to an empty space on the wall. I had no way of knowing if he was responding to my entering …



Press Rewind

Sep 19th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
Doug left me this morning. I searched the entire apartment for a note and found his message on the answering machine, Doug’s voice hoarse and whispery, yielding nothing but facts.


The Sentencing of Madrigal Orpic

Sep 19th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
It all came back to him in a maddening rush, the face in the window and the lady with the frail arms. At the moment his body felt hollow, his head light.


Of Darkness and Divinity

Sep 19th, 2010 | By | Category: Short Stories
Never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined just how out of control this seemingly simple, almost paint by number experiment would eventually become.