written for Midwestern Gothic “Emerald Leaf Borers, Dutch Elm Disease and Gypsy Moths blow through here like the Plagues of Egypt,” said Rafe, sipping from his glass of Parallel 44. “You’d think we’d get more than a few days of good weather for all the parasites we feed.” “Yep. Numbered among those the fair-weather Packer [...]

Man, I’m not feeling so happy anymore. I tried to tackle my money but it slipped past me; ran out the door. I don’t have a clue what to do I’m hungry. I can’t be worrying about you while both of us are trying to snag the same pair of leather shoelaces to chew. Between the financial [...]

To Build a Fire One frozen hand protruded from the snow. Encased in a blue winter glove the hand’s rigid fingers curled slightly as if seeking to grasp some final something. Huge blowing white flakes swirled, covering the rest of the body. She had begged him not to go. He laughed her off saying, “I’ll [...]