& Photographs of Measgood & Coldsaurs In The Time of Dinosores & Naked People Wearing Clothes & other unnecessities spied through a key hole
(Short Story)
Gordon unlocks the store the same way an open parentheses starts the hug on a hushed (after) thought. Gordon turns the key, the seedy green keychain-tag with NV TROPHIES scrawled on its square, dangles across his palm.
Inside, dawn light is coming in in sheets through mostly-open Venetian blinds. There’s two huge tables covered in [...]
Eeep. Yes, eep. That’s the monosyllable sound I make when starting something late. It’s day four of National Young Writers’ Month and I still haven’t started my goal: to work on a short story everyday for a month. Akin to this short story I will write a screenplay adaptation of it (also on a daily [...]
