"...Happy birthday, to you," he sang, as he carried the tray bearing the candle-covered cake.
An unused game of 'Pin the tail on the donkey' fluttered against the door as he passed.
The children sat, party hats on their heads, as he distributed each frosted slice to its appropriate place.
Dressing as a clown was meant to be entertaining, but these kids were each ten to twelve years old; had he made a poor choice in doing so?
While taking pictures, he silently hoped that the cemeteries wouldn't trace the missing bodies to him, until the party was over.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Thursday, October 23, 2014
Paying The Rent
The sickly sweet aroma filled his nostrils, as he seared the meat on the stove.
Work’s been slow, he thought, There’s not much else I could’ve done, right?
His ears delightfully devoured the sizzling sounds emanating from the pan.
Not many people dine at expensive restaurants in a recession, do they?
The main course slid dutifully onto his plate; he garnished it with cilantro.
How was I supposed to pay the rent with no income? he reasoned, as he sat down at the table.
He relished the meal, even though his landlord would’ve tasted better with apple rings, and parsley.
Work’s been slow, he thought, There’s not much else I could’ve done, right?
His ears delightfully devoured the sizzling sounds emanating from the pan.
Not many people dine at expensive restaurants in a recession, do they?
The main course slid dutifully onto his plate; he garnished it with cilantro.
How was I supposed to pay the rent with no income? he reasoned, as he sat down at the table.
He relished the meal, even though his landlord would’ve tasted better with apple rings, and parsley.
Monday, October 20, 2014
'Two Shakes' Is More Than Enough
Alan awoke in the middle of the night, feeling his bladder’s oppressive weight.
Each step, a test of his bodily control; the impact of foot-to-floor threatened to ‘burst the dam’.
After an ‘eternity’, he stood dazedly before the toilet.
With the ease of a practiced professional, Alan removed his ‘Little Fella’ from its cottony confines.
Urine began to flow, and Alan’s head lolled; he relished the relief.
He didn’t notice when the stream began to turn crimson, and he never would.
Eight pints of precious fluid left his body without his knowing, leaving behind a dry, withered husk.
Each step, a test of his bodily control; the impact of foot-to-floor threatened to ‘burst the dam’.
After an ‘eternity’, he stood dazedly before the toilet.
With the ease of a practiced professional, Alan removed his ‘Little Fella’ from its cottony confines.
Urine began to flow, and Alan’s head lolled; he relished the relief.
He didn’t notice when the stream began to turn crimson, and he never would.
Eight pints of precious fluid left his body without his knowing, leaving behind a dry, withered husk.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Pandemic
It happened so quickly, no one was prepared; not even those that thought they were.
First, they said, "Nothing to worry about. Go about your business."
Then, they said, "Sure, it's bad, but it couldn't happen here, we have the infrastructure to handle it."
But they didn't.
Stores were ransacked, and emptied. People were attacked, and victimized whenever they ventured out.
We were told, "Don't go outside, or you'll be shot."
Airborne disease, and martial law; that was the 'new normal'.
My kids are hungry; I'll risk the bullet, and the contagion.
What? Oh, it's nothing; just a little cough.
First, they said, "Nothing to worry about. Go about your business."
Then, they said, "Sure, it's bad, but it couldn't happen here, we have the infrastructure to handle it."
But they didn't.
Stores were ransacked, and emptied. People were attacked, and victimized whenever they ventured out.
We were told, "Don't go outside, or you'll be shot."
Airborne disease, and martial law; that was the 'new normal'.
My kids are hungry; I'll risk the bullet, and the contagion.
What? Oh, it's nothing; just a little cough.
Monday, September 1, 2014
House-Sitting
House-sitting had always been a way for Jack to make extra money, and he'd never regretted that.
Until tonight.
The house was legendary in the neighborhood for its checkered past; some said it was haunted.
Jack was starting to believe it.
He'd been here a few hours, and there'd been plenty of bumps and creaks; those he could handle.
The bawling of an infant coming from upstairs; that's what'd unnerved him.
The phantom wail stopped after a few minutes, which should have relieved him.
And it would've, if it hadn't been replaced by the sound of a rocking chair.
Until tonight.
The house was legendary in the neighborhood for its checkered past; some said it was haunted.
Jack was starting to believe it.
He'd been here a few hours, and there'd been plenty of bumps and creaks; those he could handle.
The bawling of an infant coming from upstairs; that's what'd unnerved him.
The phantom wail stopped after a few minutes, which should have relieved him.
And it would've, if it hadn't been replaced by the sound of a rocking chair.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Danir's Journey: The Pursuers
They’d been on the road for two days, with no sign of the traitorous duo.
Desmond, his mood already spoiled by the misty rain of the morning, was giving orders with monosyllabic grunts, rather than words.
They will pay with their lives.
“Sir, it is growing dark. Shall we camp?”
With no regard for his loyal Brother, Desmond whistled for his new lieutenant, who came at a run.
“Water the horses. We’ll be riding all night.”
The man, Jalek, nodded and promptly began barking orders to the others.
Desmond's eyes never left the horizon.
They will pay with their lives.
Desmond, his mood already spoiled by the misty rain of the morning, was giving orders with monosyllabic grunts, rather than words.
They will pay with their lives.
“Sir, it is growing dark. Shall we camp?”
With no regard for his loyal Brother, Desmond whistled for his new lieutenant, who came at a run.
“Water the horses. We’ll be riding all night.”
The man, Jalek, nodded and promptly began barking orders to the others.
Desmond's eyes never left the horizon.
They will pay with their lives.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Print-To-Order Copies of Dark Musings, Special Edition are Now Available!
The first print-to-order edition of Dark Musings, Special Edition is
set to hit store shelves! Links will be provided once the book is live
on other sites (Amazon, Google, Apple, Etc.)!
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