Poveglia, Part One
The home to the diseased, the destitute and the downtrodden throughout history. The Romans used the island as a dumping ground for their...
Chinese Graveyard, Part One
Fred turned the wheel of his Volkswagen around slowly; making a small circular run around the entrance to the Chinese Graveyard, a small...
Fiddle in the Fog, Part One
The mist of the ports rolled in as it did every morning, the thick soupy mixture muting the sound of the looming ships blaring their fog...
Residual Haunting, Part Two
I reach into the box and pull out the large Ziploc bag holding the shears, some police jargon written on the front of the bag that I just...
Alien Life, Part Six
While one hand is glued to my faceplate, my other is free with the particle beam wand, I wave it around the front of me where I feel the...
Residual Haunting, Part One
I retrieve the evidence from my mother’s murder Christmas Day. A day I’d been expecting to spend visiting my mother and seeing my bratty...