Fiction

  Winters in Benison’s Pass, Kentucky, were a real bitch. They were long, frigid and boring, and the ever...

Prelude Our professor regarded us from under a wiry shock of blond hair. He gripped a clipboard in his...

  Craig Watson had no idea he was going to die that day. It was just yesterday when he...

The Hungry Skull (A Love Story)   By Gene O’Neill “To all things there is a time, and a...