6 PM
5:56, Don pulls up into his driveway and sighs with relief. He made it on time before 6 p.m. Never did he imagine as an adult he’d have a curfew,…
Studio Diary of a Writer
5:56, Don pulls up into his driveway and sighs with relief. He made it on time before 6 p.m. Never did he imagine as an adult he’d have a curfew,…
I was walking home through Town Square the other night, when I stopped in my tracks. A billboard of an advertisement caught my attention and as I gaped at the…
I know this idea might sound crazy, but I believe machines will rise up against humans except for the innocent.
An assassin gets into position for work.
Short Story I take a deep breath and say my truth. The chest of my parents, Bernadette and Matthew raise as their eyes grow wide. This is me and they’re…
Short Story Speak to me in my love language and nothing else. Denver woke up to the warm glow of the sun peering through silk curtains and a bouquet of…
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