Short Stories

Perish Island: A Short Thriller (Chapter 2)

At the bus station, it smelled of old people and moth balls. Though Tasia and I lived in an upscale gated community, the perimeters weren't as lavish. I saw homeless people, drug heads, and beggars. I held my things close as so they would not be touched. I finally heard my bus get called and… Continue reading Perish Island: A Short Thriller (Chapter 2)

Short Stories, Sneak Peeks

Short Story Sunday 3/19/2017 (Sage)

I got out the cab and tipped the driver.  Bag held close I walked to the 20 story hotel. I can't believe this man lives in this palace off of my fucking money. Walking to the concierge's desk, the woman behind the desk looked up and smiled. "Hi, how may I help you?" "I'm here… Continue reading Short Story Sunday 3/19/2017 (Sage)