Check It Out

i had my short story “A Bad Night with Good Friends” featured in the Manic Raven Press short story anthology Twisted. its about doing drugs and ending up where you dont want to end up. basically. id love for you to check it out and let me know what you think of it. or not, itsContinue reading “Check It Out”


Everyone in the car is asleep besides me. There’s snow on the ground outside and the sun is watching me through the window. Not one cloud in the sky. An old tune slow-steps out of the radio. Some song from before I was born, even though I’ve heard it many times in my life. MusicContinue reading “Drive”

Big Cities

Yesterday I went to a dinky little diner, and I had a greasy little breakfast, and I talked to this old little racist man about how dangerous big cities are: “There’s so much crime,” he said. “I know,” I said back. “There’s just so many gangs,” he said. “I know,” I said again, and IContinue reading “Big Cities”

Shooting Pool (HERE)

Mary was shooting pool. Probably not making any shots. She doesn’t make a lot. But she was shooting pool anyway, because she likes to play when she’s having a drink. Usually a vodka press with shitty vodka. So Mary was shooting pool and I was sitting at the bar, watching her, and we were enjoyingContinue reading “Shooting Pool (HERE)”

Lazy Sunday 

“Oh my god, I love your tits,” I sigh with a heavy breath, eyes clenched, as I “ungh! ungh! ungh!” my dick between her breasts. She purs in her little kitten voice: “yea? You love fucking my tits, Lou?” She pushes her chest together so that her curves consume my cock. “Yes! Yes! Lou! OhContinue reading “Lazy Sunday “

Getting Coffee

The bell rings as the door opens. Carly walks in, bundled in the same big red ski jacket that she always wears. She has on black leggings and rainboots, too. She’s such a weirdo, I think, laughing to myself. Such a goofy girl. Pretty, funny… but she’s my weirdo. A little smile spreads across herContinue reading “Getting Coffee”

Sin & Weak

Her name was Sin, his name was Weak. It was a Friday night, one on the Thirteenth. She was out with some friends, he was out with his demons. Face them, he thought, confront Temptation and resist her. And he was doing good. That is, until Sin walked in, all pretty and pale and thin.Continue reading “Sin & Weak”