The Corner Store
Fouad’s hands were flat on the counter.
Grounded
Figured You’d Understand
The habitat breathes at night. You stop hearing it after the first week. You absorb it. Become it.
Filed Under
The lair smelled like solder and bad decisions.
Still Light
The morning started with Donnie eating toast over the sink the way he always did
I Made It Right
The steam wand hisses.
The Phone
I can make it ring.
The Lighter
She watches the blue at the root of the flame.
The Final Meal
The room is cold. A hospital cold that lives in the walls.
The Voicemail
Forever now. Somehow that made it matter less.
Red Dot
Mirror. Signal. Breathe.
Fancy Meeting You Here
Vanilla musk. She never changes.