They called me Stingy Jack, but I still say tis a matter of opinion. When all you’ve got is nothing, being charitable tisn’t in your best interest! Aye, I may have lied, tricked, and deceived my way through drinks and women and places to sleep – but not a one of ye wouldn’t have doneContinue reading “The Fable of Stingy Jack”
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Questioning
How can heaven be so great when we’re still here? It was a blasphemous thought that had haunted Benedict since the day his mother passed. He refused to speak it aloud; not on the day it had happened, not when his mother’s coffin was lowered into the muddy grave, not when his father, months later,Continue reading “Questioning”
Science and Myth
Icarus stood on top of his apartment building, putting the final touches on his newest wing mock-ups. The last five designs had been overwhelming failures – the fifth had landed him in traction for six months. He didn’t mind though – six months away from the accounting firm meant six months of unhindered scientific progress.Continue reading “Science and Myth”
Watch and Learn
The empty briefcase thumped hollowly against her stockinged legs. She weaved her way down the crowded city streets, passing between people like water between rocks. She stopped suddenly outside of the high-rise doors, backtracking several steps. Her long silver nails pulled down her tinted sunglasses, her shocking orange eyes surveying the building over the topsContinue reading “Watch and Learn”
Melancholy – A Dissertation
Melancholy. Some people make it through their entire lives without being touched too severely by its inky fingers, dipping into the stillest of waters and turning the whole ocean black and convincing the sailors it has always been that color. A new moon hangs over the ocean of the mind, coloring the midnight a deeperContinue reading “Melancholy – A Dissertation”