Short Stories

This is a section where I keep my short stories, documents, and journals.

My dreaded dismayed concept of concrete factual evidence of existance

My childhood was taken away by they immoral vile sovereignty; my future plans were just an impractical figment of my imagination; it was never plausible; an ambition that was enviably bound to sink, n

My Mother's Good Man

This is a piece I wrote about the night that I saw my grandfather's ghost.

Rotting Infidelities

She felt the sensation of red liquid she thought wouldn't be escaping her cavities so soon. The iron induced trickling ran down her chest; soon to shoot to her stomach and so on.