A King’s Coup De Grace

I always assumed that I’d die surrounded by my friends, their steely knives bearing down upon me as I looked up in surprise to be cut down: inexplicably thinking about Caesar and wishing I took better notice of the exit path. A king’s death, that’s how I wanted to go. Not a gout laden heart-burst … Continue reading A King’s Coup De Grace →

A Knock at the Door

A single knock landed upon my door much in a way that a bookcase might fall down a set of stairs. The heavy handed slap of deadweight echoed through each corner of my small apartment, seemingly to make sure that every groutline, every granule of dust, knew that the door had just been resoundingly knocked. … Continue reading A Knock at the Door →

Quiet on the River’s Edge

Quick note: This is a horror short There’s a bridge a few minutes from my home that crosses over a small river. Not small enough that it should go without mention but this was the type of river that would be hard to describe if you were ever asked. It was bland in many senses, … Continue reading Quiet on the River’s Edge →

On Engineers

Everything has the potential to be used as a hammer and the founding core of any engineer’s life is in improving the arc of impact, or just working out a way to stop people from trying to use the thing as a hammer to begin with. It’s an application of weighted intent alleviated with the … Continue reading On Engineers →

Candle Drinking and Other Moments of Plight

It was when I drank from the candle on my dining room table that I realised I was probably going to be the knot tied at the end of my bloodline. Thousands of years of human endeavor encircling the very moment in which I poured hot wax onto my tongue and burnt off a reasonable … Continue reading Candle Drinking and Other Moments of Plight →