Flash Friday: Dead Eyes

28th May, 2010 - No Comments

“What’ve you done?” Sam looked up from his blood-stained hands and stared at the mouth that had uttered those words. He could not speak, only compare the red of the lips the red on his fingers. It was dry and faded, whereas the blood was still shiny and new. They moved again, but he did » Read More

Flash Fiction: Long Drink

30th April, 2010 - No Comments

The radio crackled, old horns and worn drums blared through the noise. Jakob stared at it, willing it into silence. He had just awoken and the world was falling asleep, all except that infernal box. Jesse woke beside him and pouted up at him. “I like the old music. Makes me feel alive.” “You’re dead, » Read More