Mia buffed the huge wooden cross in the white basement, deltoids aching as she remembered last night’s muffled cries.  The debased satisfaction she knew the clients always felt with Baun.  She’d hated every moment of listening to it, though a...

Few things liveIn this garden of Thirsting flowers Petals scattered Like headstonesAmong cracked,Disintegrated StemsShattered skeletonsOf tree branches Lying on powdered dirt Dogs may tear every limbTime may desecrate it all But warmth beats Below the surfaceStretches in the fingers of rootsCrackles into the dried veinsOf the forgotten And with...

The photographers’ shadows stretched toward her across the dying front lawn like fingers in the fading hours of daylight.  All cameras pointed at their house.  Leah let the blinds go with a metallic clack.  Turning away, she raked her fingers through...

The girl was gone.Rolling the plastic die in the crook of his hand, Jesse’s gaze rested on the cocoa skinned beauty tending bar in Roxanne’s absence. Her deltoids flexed as she shook the ice and liquid in the shaker. She...

Two more months.She sank into the old leather couch.  Soothing piano notes floated from her little speaker onto the stale air’s unclaimed molecules, lifting the dim house’s oppression.  Turning, she brushed back the flimsy curtains to let the light in, only to notice goopy bodies...