Originally published in Verbicide issue #24 I ran into this kid, Fly, who I hadn’t seen in ages. He wasn’t a kid anymore, either. He’d [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #23 I went to the mall for the job interview. “Food court janitor” it had said in the paper. That [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #18 All day and night I can hear the trucks full of bio-suited army men collecting the dead. The rumor [...]