Month: April 2017

I was twelve or thirteen, I can’t remember which, and my grandmother had told me to remove a shrub from the backyard. I chopped and

“Get down on the ground!” The officer was shouting at me. “Put her down and get down on the ground!” “What?” My head was still

I walked off into the night, my head throbbing, crying. I turn the corner and I pass the president’s house, in the dark, and a

“Bonaventure!” I turn and smile reflexively. Here’s Joe come to rescue me at last. “Hey buddy!” I said, “how was your night?” “Good man good, so listen,

My name is Bo Shiva, and I’m a beta male. I’m a freshman at New Gilead University. I’m standing​ here in the hallway, sipping on

(Note: This is based on the Reddit writing prompt: “in the year 3017, writers discover marvel comics, and interpret them as an ancient religion.”) (This