Monthly Archives: July 2014

Pipe

“This pipe won’t stay lit,” Collin grumbled to himself. Hair-like clumps of tobacco lay scattered about on his desk, as if a tornado had passed through on a genocidal rampage. The steady thumping of electronic music was his sole companion for the evening-he’d … Continue reading

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Falling Giants

The men wearing green were gone. I’d ask my father where they went but he would only shrug and say, “God knows, but nothing good will come of this.” “But I thought they were bad men,” I would counter, to … Continue reading

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