When Atlantic City ate twenty dollars of Johnny Montana’s money in less…
Tag: short story
The Memory of Bones
Death waited patiently, a stone at the bottom of the sea. The…
Death, Ink, and the End of the World
Two things happened the day I turned 29. My grandfather died, and…
Via Dolorosa
Pain can blot out the world, make the details go missing like…
Mercenary
This is the pilot for my Fiction Vortex series, Kharn. Thought I’d…
Ferryman
Here’s an urban fantasy piece that might have gone somewhere, but I felt…
Idle Hands
Milosh wiped his hands on the rag, the blood already dried under…
Dog Days
Mad was going to be sick. It was gonna come up, hot…
Jerry’s Meat Shack
Throg looked at the camera, the glowing red light on top staring…
Houses of the Holy
Kant sat on the steps of the House of the Faceless, the…