Masks
We wear our masks all day, We hide behind them, hide from one another, from the world, A child’s mask to hide their terror, watching…
Author: W. C. Busch
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Miss Fortune
The date had gone well enough, she supposed, though the wine had been sub-par. Blind dates rarely got very intimate, mild banter being the substitute…
Champagne and Fire
Hans gazed out the window of his apartment. The pale morning light was muted by the marine layer rolling in off the Pacific Ocean. A…
Lord of the Harvest
Detective Jared Taylor peered around the entrance to the house, letting his eyes soak up visual details as he groped for the ability to understand…
A Bounty of Blood
The House of Bounties roared. Merchants hawked the newest poisons. Weaponsmiths waved blades at each passing customer. Meat sizzled over the open fire pit at…
Under Cover of Darkness
Originally published in Velvet Canvas Literary Magazine Meza crouched in the shadows of an abandoned tavern. Well, not abandoned, shuttered. The crackdown on alcohol in…
The Pathfinder
Glin knelt on the trail and waved his hand over the droppings. A small swarm of flies already investigating the dung scattered, then reconverged over…