On A Tuesday, Without Warning
February 24, 2025
On a Tuesday, without warning, agents acting with malice and contempt, with intent beyond the simple purpose of their charter by a newly minted President,
From time-to-time, I will dabble in a good short story. I find the format a little challenging for me, as I tend to be long-winded and my story arcs tend to be long, but that’s why I enjoy tackling them. I have been playing around a lot with a collection of stories that re-frame myths like Charon and even Jesus.
On a Tuesday, without warning, agents acting with malice and contempt, with intent beyond the simple purpose of their charter by a newly minted President,
No one wants to wake up in a hospital. Whether you nodded off in a waiting room or are tucked into a hospital bed by
Ralph definitely had some sort of accent although if pressed neither he nor Samuel could have told you what it was. That might have been
When Paul arrived on my doorstep, at 12:41 am, he was already dead. Or at least that’s what I thought when I opened the door,
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