Sunday Dust Bunnies

Sunlight falls through the window, warming, caressing the air, turning and spinning the dust particles that catch and shine as they dance on the music of the silence of the room. The smell of the room is beyond stale. Maybe, ancient? Not armpit, not an old shoe, not even bad breath. Something latent. Something that … Continue reading Sunday Dust Bunnies →

Scared to Sleep

Private Morgan joined the Army from an act of desperation. Commit sucide or go to war. Choices. He did not want to die, but he did want a future. So, he joined the least popular wartime Army with the least public support, when he felt it was his only chance. He had learned to sleep … Continue reading Scared to Sleep →

Ending Horrors

He woke yet again, wearing his few hours of sleep, woven like lead upon his shoulders. And, he knew the weight of hate that waited for him, before he spoke. Yet, he felt more than knew that the hate was his to bear, his to walk though many that could not stand him. Indeed, those … Continue reading Ending Horrors →