In the future, when the aether that lets light flow through the universe is stretched to its finality, two scientists attempt to save the earth from a cold, quiet death. This was a short story for a small "End of the World" contest. I won. There were only 2 of us that entered though. I refuse...

I've always wondered what makes something beautiful. Like, what is the standard? Apparently, beauty means something that satisfies the aesthetic craving of a person. But is that all there is to it?

He turned eighteen in winter. She came every day. A boy confined to a hospital bench records the world around him—birds, seasons, strangers, the subtle movements of life—while his body grows weaker. Rita comes with laughter and worry, with sun on her hair and fear in her eyes, following him t...

A short story about the things that people notice, and the things that they don't.

202X – The City of Los Angeles and its environs are no more. Whatever remains of the colossal urban sprawl is now the Southern California Exclusion Zone. Survivors of the Zone's formation and glimpses gained since tell of impossible things within. None of that matters to a clerk, hired to proc...

After graduating high school, Caleb feels lost while his loud, reckless friends push him toward a night of drinking and trouble. Seeking direction, he visits a bar where his friend Evangeline works, hoping to see if he'd enjoy working there during his gap year. But when his drunk friends barge in...

A random short story I wrote.

A short story about drowning in ink. I wrote this sort of as a warm up but also since I had the small idea of it as well. I hope you can enjoy this short little piece for now! Contains bits of symbolism as well as a descriptions.

A quiet story about a boy born into a world that never asked for him.

A story about two brothers creating a glider with their mom and hoping to fly it. Will they be able to fly the glider? Stay tuned to find out