Narrative

His body was wrapped in a knot of rags and torn cloth, clinging with all their might, struggling to shield him from the violent blow of...

A woman stopped across the street from Red Velvet Lounge Bar. She pulled a phone out of her purse and opened the text messages. She...

Dylan was walking down a street downtown. His hands inside the pockets, the head tilted down and the empty look staring at the floor. It...

Her name was Amelia. The inspiration for it came from a character of a French movie that her parents used to watch over and over. They...

Dante reached the top of the hill as dawn’s sunlight lit his face. He stood there watching. Below, a small town was being drown by nature...