Revenge on a Platter, Part 1: Vengeance is a Woman Best Fucked Like a Crackerjack

I. I squinted, letting my eyes adjust to the dim light of the dingy dive bar. It figured this was where I’d find them. Vermin in the city’s…


Conflict Resolution

Eyes blazing, we stared one another down, each waiting for the other to falter. All the yelling, accusations and disappointment from our actions…


Spreading Her Wings

Sometimes you have to eat the worm so you can soar above the clouds. Cigarettes hung precariously between dry lips, columns of ash dropping onto the…