… Gatekeeper…

"He was tethered by an anxiety he could not define and he longed for only one thing, release."

Glassy streets shimmer in the aftermath of a recent spate. Lifeless tarmac shining like ribbons of obsidian under a here-and-there smattering of yellow-lighted street lamps. If the cold rain hadn’t already emptied them, the late hour would have.A dark figure,...

The Picnic

"Three friends, while communing with nature, have a memorable summer picnic."

It was July seventeenth and the day of our group’s annual picnic.Ever since we’d graduated from college ten years ago we’d had a summer picnic. The first one had been to blow off steam the weekend after we’d learned that...