Chewing On Glass…

Tag: short story

  • Wait and See…

    I’m startled awake confused as to where I am and where I should be. I can feel the bang of the door as much as I think I can hear it. “I’m going already. Give it a rest,” I shout but they don’t care. The door rattles with every strike.…

  • Sympathetic to Your Needs…

    “Am I being recorded?”“I hope you don’t mind. It is for journalistic purposes. Try to not let it affect you or your responses. Best to think of it not being there.”“Okay.”“So you wanted to tell me something about where you work and how it pertains to my story?”“You won’t publish…

  • Beginning of All Things to End…

    “Things went from bad to worse,” he says as they walk down the long corridor. “What do you mean?” One of his colleagues asks. “Most importantly they are being taken to the facility right now to insure there will be a future them,” he says ignoring the question all together.…

  • Passions…

    “So here we are once again. You with the gun and me with the hostage. Who do you think is going to win this time? Me or you?” The madman with the barrel pressed against the victim’s head ponders out loud. “Things may seem like you’ve got the upper hand,…

  • Stuck In Time… A Distant Past…

    “You said you’d love me forever.”“No, what I said was I once gave a damn.”“You lie as though you believe it to be true.”“Truth has a funny way of appearing to be a lie.”“Then we shall see in the end who is telling the truth or telling a lie.”Blood spurts…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Starting over once againHere I am tell me what to doI’m not sure why I am the way I amLove the abuse I assumeRespect me for what I am not what you seeAsking the world to accept something that it can’tLost within the confines I set up myselfBuilt the wall…

  • The Dead Dirty Things…

    I can hear the bugs, the insects as they tempt me. Scratching through the hollowed out walls. Begging and pleading for me to bring them more. The sound of their legs scratching against the wall of my skull. They want more. They hunger, they crave the flesh they need. They…

  • In a Cage…

    “Do you ever notice the diseases floating all around you? Going in and out of your lungs, landing on your face, or picked up by your hands as you touch random objects for pleasure without knowing the consequences? Of course, you don’t just like you don’t notice the center for…

  • Through Glass…

    “The devil made me do it. Tell them that. Tell them anything I don’t give a fuck,” I put my cigarette out on the table. “You didn’t even finish that one,” my lawyer says as he wipes the ashes and the butt into his briefcase. I light up another one…

  • The It And The Is… Broken Thoughts Vol. 2…

    Now Available The Next Exciting Volume in the Broken Thoughts Series is Now Available… Now Packed with Even More Broken Thoughts… Poems… and Short Stories… You Know for the Taste… * This collection contains never before seen or read short stories not found any where… Including Strangers To Ourselves… A…