stongey

What makes us. What makes me. There are no answers to these questions, not even at the bottom of the bottle sitting in front of me. I know this, the ...

That part of the story, basically everything from "... not that it mattered all that much." to "I started coughing..." was a dream/hallucination. The narrator doesn't actually know Liv's name ...

In Which Our Hero Gets Burned The past forty five minutes could be summed up in two sentences; “You feel anything?” and “Not a fuckin’ thing, bro.” Nikki, who was ...

Why am I up here? It’s not because I give a damn about my country or the ideals of either side. I’m fairly sure I was still in shock when ...

This is really sweet. It reads like a fable almost, but so much more personal.The story would work fine without the wolf, but I imagine the author (it wasn't really ...

Most definitely keep it. I'm normally too cynical for poetry but what you've written here is awesome. Imma go creep the rest of your work now.

This is a really powerful piece of writing, everything such strong emotion behind it. The only issue I have is with "I open my mouth. He swoops down, grasping the ...

Short and somewhat bittersweet. I enjoyed this a lot (sort of, it's hard to enjoy feelings like that, but I like the way you bring them to the reader), perhaps ...

Hank was a nice enough guy, but it seemed to him that he was never particularly close to anyone. It wasn’t that he didn’t have friends, or even the occasional ...