For a limited time, I'm running my favorite flash fiction from the deepest archives of my writing room...
horror
An Undertaker Walks into a Bar
For a limited time, I'm running my favorite flash fiction from the deepest archives of my writing room...
Rasputin’s Charm
On the small couch lounged a man in a long black robe, tattered at the hems. His black, greasy hair hung down over his eyes and ears like individual strands on a dirty mop, and his hands and face were spotted with liver marks that clashed with the sickening whiteness of his skin.