Tuesday’s Demon

No one in the village was going to help him. A few people peered out at him through gaps in the blinds of their homes, from behind rickety doors, or through peepholes smeared with mud and safehouses with windows like periscopes. Many hid in the corners of their residences instead, curled up like children, unwilling to … Continue reading Tuesday’s Demon →

Enough Change for a Cheeseburger

In the dark recesses of the gullet and soul, there were many kinds of hunger that could consume a person and leave them dry heaving and dissected, mouths gaping, souls burning and empty without the flicker of light that promised salvation. There was the hunger of greed, the pangs for more and more, the pernicious prick … Continue reading Enough Change for a Cheeseburger →