Month: May 2015

At Night

I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me. I wonder if the wormy sparks and swimming…

Six Minutes

That’s how long it takes us to realize the Sun has gone dark. Six long minutes.

From the Window

Elvis has left the building. That’s what they say every time the ambulance shows up without lights and sirens. Of course, no one but Larry and me know…

Buckethead

Hop on the exam table, Mister Smith, and let’s take a look at the carnage, shall we? Yes, you can leave your shoes on. My word! That’s quite…

Eddie Zovinovich

No one could pronounce my last name growing up. Eddie Zovinovich. How fucking hard is that? Back in the eighth grade, Pete Tomilson and his croonies ruled the…

Pink Tint

So much blood. My joints crack as I stand from scrubbing the plank floor and my head swims. The chlorine vapours sting my eyes and I breathe shallowly,…