Soft Eternity
She relinquished her control
Into my steady hands, the untamed part
Of her that had split open throats
And hearts through heaviest of armors.
Silence
It’s not the silence that gets you—despite the dire warnings in the training sims. After a few weeks the silence becomes an ocean, a universe, and it’s all yours. You float within it, your lungs fill with it, it becomes you. Yes, you control the silence.
The problem is the noise.
Riding Dark
From the inside is the only way.
The Neighbours from Hell
What do you do when the neighbours outstay their welcome?
The Ledge
The best spot on the ledge is still just a spot on a ledge.
Mona Luna
If you never met her, you’d think she was a real nice lady, yeah. Good with kids, never kicked no dog. Never sang a hymn out of tune. On Tuesdays and Thursdays she works down at the shelter, handing out socks and toothbrushes.
I go barefoot in my boots rather than take a single thing from Mona Luna.
Just Smile
A bartender educates a patron on why he should never, ever tell a woman to “just smile.”
Back To Normal
A woman awakens to find life strangely normal after murdering her husband, but normal is a world of constant dread, and the voice in her head is worse than the corpse in her bed.
Have You Seen This Hungry Ghost?
In a story that combines traditional Chinese culture with futuristic technology, the protagonist searches for a deceased friend, but carries sinister designs for their reunion.
Moments Broken in TIme
Hell is eternal consciousness.