Unemployed Imagination.

Once you realize, it is already gone. Slap your pockets all you want. Retrace your steps. Try to convince yourself that your senses are dece...

Lay your head down, right there in the pine needles. Feel the mottling of the sun as it passes through the branches. Close your eyes and lis...

Let me tell you about the muffin man. Little Jack Horner. That bitch with the spiders. That motherfucker who jumped over a candle. They were...

The cool of the evening settles on the valley. Day animals burrow and nestle and scurry in for the evening, while the night animals sharpen ...

It seems to me like there are some people who just shouldn't die. I don't count myself among those people. When my time comes, I...

The air smelled of ozone, and the animals were alert. Hidden beneath the boughs of an overgrown tree, the boy waited. He was good at waiting...

Her eyes open, and the room changes temperature. You can feel it. A cold gust that whips through the apartment, changing nothing. You lie st...