Br(exit), Part 2

IV. I knew by the time we were driving down White Oak Estates, a neighborhood full of old two-story colonials exuding decency over opulence, paid-for…


If

So cold; this dampness is hell, it seeps inside me, separating me from my skin. So thirsty. I got nothing, just the taste of my own spit. I am so…


Echo of Silence, Part 3

V. Mr. Philip Wentworth sits huddled in his den, which is also his library. He has just got off the phone and the information he had just received is…


Writing Prompt

The elephant in the room is the elephant in my room. It has stood the test of time though has not stayed entirely intact. Bumps and brushes with my…


30 Birds: “Magnanimous Magpies” by the Bloody Eyes

Chapter 1: [ecosystem] Rats ash roaches with birds and cats and dogs in heats of the jungle. Cheetah print's a pattern as common as camouflage, and…


The Three Cucksketeers

God. Fucking. Damnit. He had his suspicions, but this? This was almost like a damn cartoon! He really had just watched four dudes walk into his house…


The Lord’s Work

His car comes to a stop and he sits with eyes forward, hands at ten and two. The speakers blast some kind of chaotic synth music created by an insane…


Big Trouble in Little St. James

The island was little more than a green speck in the vast sea. It was too small to be seen by plane, and too flat to be seen on the horizon. Unless…


Return to Creepsteen’s Island

The first time I visited Creepsteen’s island was 20 years ago. Back then, I was a mere Congressional aide; a boy-toy, really, but we all must follow…


The Death of Jeffrey Epstein

There’s nothing like a cigarette at 3AM. You’re not supposed to smoke in the lockup, but I was smoking ‘cuz what else am I supposed to do? Epstein is…