“My flight was late,” I confessed. The sweet, sultry memory stirred. Rare for me to concede to desire, but our dance’s push-pull elevated want to
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Timebomb
My heartbeat ticked in my head. Both eardrums thumped, and the vein on the side of my neck pulsed in unison with each beat. Every
Pumpkin
To hear this story on YouTube, click HERE *TRIGGER WARNING* HORROR: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE I took risks when I was younger. I suppose we all do
Haint Nothin But Blue 2
Dozens of spirits swirled in the thick wet paint. Their smoke-like forms snaked around each other, and the surface appeared alive. The old man, the
Haint Nothin But Blue, Part One
“Annie?” The frantic woman cried as she raced through the hallway in search of her daughter. She flung every door open, but none of the
The Merwitch of Milkweed Flats
She moved through the streets with swift determination. Down Faulkner Street, then a right on Martin until The Crooked Crone came into view. The morning
