The villages were but piles of rubble from the Luftwaffe’s then Panzers’ rapid encroachment past the German border into their beloved France. The government did next to nothing to counter the blitzkreig and the panzers flattening villages in their wake. The nazis went scorched Earth right past their own border. …

“I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare…” — Ned Vizzini The bathwater seemed to become dreadfully cold, even though she had drawn it warm. The crimson colored it like all the vegetation…

Five mail bomb packages were delivered to five different recipients in the five boroughs who did not know each other. 25 years later, the mystery is even more compelling. He was toiling away in his yard when Howard Kipps’ eardrums exploded like a flock of birds unwittingly finding the thrust…

Jack Kerouac would've loved this one...

Do you ever vividly dream? Like maybe life is a dream within a dream? Or perhaps a waking nightmare from which we absolutely cannot rouse ourselves? I had one such occurrence happen to me in late 2003 at a fleabag motel in Arizona’s painted desert some four hours north of…

“Nature is my church.” — Unknown — …Mildred nearly had a coronary when a loud, explosive noise emanated from her engine as she drove to the house where she was boarding a room in a nearby rural town. Her day teaching the sons and daughters of the local farmers at the one-room schoolhouse already sapped her energy…

A poem. —

Where are we on the Dooms Day Clock? — …the steel ramrod made its thunderous entry into that tiny, obscure, locked room, in an obscure split-level ranch, in an even more obscure midwestern town. “ATF! Special Weapons & Tactics! Search warrant!”, the leader of the SWAT team screamed as agents behind him cleared the room. Or more appropriately, the…

How much agency do we really have over our actions? …5… …4… …3… [Ocean blue pupils dilating rapidly…] A thunderous crash of steel against rock! Man against nature! The freighter tipped to its side knocking both of us back in opposite directions. The short balding man in a black bandana…