Gloaming Gap

The horrors of small-town life

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New Year’s Eve

“Are you ready?” I yelled back at Elizabeth who was behind the counter starting up the second coffee maker. I could hear her sigh. “I think,” she replied weakly. I rolled my eyes. The girl’s lack of confidence had been… Continue Reading →

Christmas Presence

I shuffle through the square, unnoticed, unneeded, irrelevant. I’ve bumped elbows tonight with the elite of the town: the council of elders who run this place – the ones who’ve been here from the beginning, and who think they know… Continue Reading →

West of Eden

Kadamb reached down for a chunk of earth. Dry and brittle, it gave way easily to his practiced fingers, and the re-pulverized bits sifted back down to where he had disturbed it. This was the place. Here.

Working for the Living

I stared around at the slashed red sparkle vinyl, the chipped cobalt blue Formica and the cracked white wall tile. A quarter of the diner was ruined thanks to a recent bar fight. Alcohol was not what fueled this feud,… Continue Reading →

Spirits in the Material World

A wispy, ethereal cloud of steam slowly appears above my cup of coffee. As I marvel and admire its presence, though, I hear the harsh rattle of a doorknob. The door’s largely impotent chain sways erratically back and forth as… Continue Reading →

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