Alien Haiku
Driving late at night
Driving late at night
My thumb flicked the striker of the lighter and the spark gave birth to yet another flame.
Vanquishing the mighty hero Inciting mayhem and chaos Legions of …
David’s hand trembled as he poured the Ballantines over the ice.
rain in late summer
I stare at my winged reflection
*No one fucks with Eddie.
My life will never be the same.
I probably shouldn’t have been drinking last night.
Eunice sniffed the milk carton left on the counter and wrinkled her nose, swallowing hard against her rising gorge.
Dwaithelord — an honorific for the tribal leader of a coven of dwarven wraith soul stealers.
Captain Nestor breathed a sigh of relief as his yacht left the hanger bay of the Vindictus.