Benny
Benny walked into my cubicle and his smile vanished.
Benny walked into my cubicle and his smile vanished.
Something green.
“I know what you did,” said the voice and hung up.
A dense bluff of silver maples grew behind our house.
I took the cool can and placed it on my chest, letting the condensation drip between my breasts.
I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me.
Elvis had left the building.
Hop on the exam table, Mister Smith, and let’s take a look at the carnage, shall we?
No one could pronounce my last name growing up.
So much blood.
Detective Arnie Chalmers dropped his finished cigarette to the asphalt, ground it with his heel, and waited for his partner to catch up.
Janine let her hair flop forward on the left, decided against it, and threw her hair up in a clip.