He sat in his plush-cushioned tattered brown recliner, his glossy corneas reflecting the images he graciously consumed, devouring every image and his ears every sound. His gut was filled with copious amounts of sugar, carbohydrates, and fat that kept him glued to his chair, feeling winded and tired any time he attempted to rise out … Continue reading Frequent Drips of Dopamine
Category: short story
The Breakout
Liam stuck close to the corner, careful to make sure the red hall light above didn’t cast his silhouette on the wall. He inched forward and slowly peaked his eye around the corner. He saw one guard, the overseer, the keeper of the gate. The guard, called Mammoth by the inmates due to his size … Continue reading The Breakout
Needles Everywhere
“Can I get some units over to three-seventeen north Oak for a full arrest? Caller says her husband was just clutching his chest and collapsed.” squawked the dispatcher over the radio. Harry reached for his radio mic clipped to his left shoulder. “Twenty-five, I’m right down the street.” Harry reached down to the center console … Continue reading Needles Everywhere
Going Negative
I hate going negative. I worked hard to keep my 3.27 K/D and this is killing it. Going 8 kills with 17 deaths is terrible. Just another piss poor effort to add on to the other horrible games I’ve had. “Hey kiddo, I’m going to put your clothes away,” said my tiny, fragile mom as … Continue reading Going Negative
From End to End
Kevin pushed his short ten-year-old leg muscles as hard as he could, feeling the burn in them as they grew exhausted and began constricting. His quadriceps muscles started to cramp and he felt a pang in his ribs but he couldn’t break stride. He had to keep running as fast as he could through the … Continue reading From End to End