When it Rains

September 14th, 2019 by Patrick Starks PART II A warm golden light had beamed through the hole of a worn-out window curtain, along with a cold draft. It was morning. And the smell of rotten eggs was in the air. There was someone or something snoring behind me, but I couldn’t really make anything outContinue reading “When it Rains”

Last Time I Slept

May 16th, 2019 by P. Starks I didn’t realize it until I woke up. Farsa, my wife, was still a sleep. And our daughter Athena, well… the little bugger was always sleeping too, although, she was only but a few months old. It was the norm for an infant, but my brother Dominic who hadContinue reading “Last Time I Slept”

Eavesdropper and the Bartender

April 14th, 2019 by P. Starks Inside, everything was no different than the door William had walked through—it was all purple. The bar, the clothes people wore, the stage even—everything—purple. Smoke filled the air, like an erupted volcano. And compared to the air outside, the air inside was as humid as it could be onContinue reading “Eavesdropper and the Bartender”