Buried Treasure
It was a fresh take on the message in a bottle: a message scrawled on the back of a leaf.
Short Stories
Summer’s End
In the cave, at sundown, it’s said the boundary of the Otherworld thins, and the Aos Sí—the spirits—can cross over into our world.
Being Human
The androids were stronger, smarter, nimbler, and tougher—and the humans knew it. The only superiority they could claim was their “immortal soul.”
The Monster’s Playground
Then it would crow a screeching laugh, and the boy would awaken in cold sweat, only to realize the scream had been his own. The… Read More »The Monster’s Playground
The Rains of Titan
You never get used to meeting yourself. That first spark of recognition ignites a primal attraction, like seeing your reflection somewhere you didn’t expect.
One Pancake
A big part of me was still in that cheap motel. I’ve lived my whole life in that motel. That one night defined me. It… Read More »One Pancake
Welcome Aboard
It was a cloudless summer full moon, following a week of rain. A warm breath of honeysuckle tickled the tall maples into quiet song atop… Read More »Welcome Aboard
Just Business
His nondescript cards circulated through the bluest veins of the city, always from one satisfied hand, into another one more desperate.