Mothhead
“...the old world is dying, and the new one is unborn yet. Time of moths.”
Selected Works
A selected variety from across the cycles. Browse all short fiction available to read here.
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Clothesline Divorce
“The yard is vast. It is life’s luxury, where a cascade of sensations dazzles the boy.”
No, Rabbit
“The rabbit’s black marble of an eye looks at him.”
Star-Crossed
“Another crazy couple disrupting the quiet night.”
LothariOnline
“Flowery language will not, cannot, hide the gnarled rot.”
Marry Me?
“The cathedral before you sprawled upward, carved from night in streaks of golden light.”
The Mourning Hounds
“The hounds are his wards and tethers.”
Deathwish
“Never imagined strangling or killing her.”
Red, They Are
Cherry Red
“I transcribe what she’s saying, which will be of no use whatsoever”