The Yellow Rose

The Yellow Rose I took another tension filled drag from my cigarette, filling my lungs with it's comforting warmth, staring in disbelief at the message on the glowing screen. "RE: INVISIBLE MAN", it read. The email header alone sent my heart pounding with anticipation... and anxiety. It had been so long that I'd nearly forgotten …

Paul

Paul It was the summer of 1948, a strange but exciting time in my life, in more ways than one. I lived with my mother and brother in the house I was born in, along the tree lined streets of Mayfield, Connecticut. Mayfield was a typical New England town, old and rich in history, but …

Counting Stars

Counting Stars The sharp pops of tight vertebrae ran up her spine as she leaned back in a deep stretch, arms reaching behind her. "So is that it?" She asked, trying to suppress a yawn. She glanced at the clock; 8:24 UT. Almost 2:30 in the morning. "For the next two hours, at least." Matthias …