I Killed Her
I killed her. I don’t know why. She made me angry, I guess. But she made me angry every day. Why was it this day that I picked up the […]
Q and A: I Killed Her
Q: What made you want to write a story about disposing a body? A: Honestly it just started as simple speculation. Last year, a friend of mine did something really […]
The Loss of Mourning
In the vast beyond Of the ravenous night There’s a floating mirror To reflect moonlight As she rises above To hang in the sky Gazing at the earth A tear […]
