By Jeff Kubik
If there’s anything positive to say about Electric Jack’s, I’m certain that it has to be this: it’s always open when you’re looking to find someone, and it’s always closing when it’s time to leave. Dimly lit, filled with smoke, Electric Jack’s has been the downfall of more than one of its patrons. During the… Continue reading The Devil
I am standing in drenching rain peering up at a great cathedral, through a chilling mist that, condensed on the flanks of two shaggy horses, has turned to ice. This makes it hard to see and so I hurry across the street to take shelter under the tremendous eaves, where I feel my fingers slowly… Continue reading In a Cathedral
For the girl whose face I can never quite see. Like most things, it started out as a joke. Life that is. But unfortunately, I never really found it that funny. The punchline of this joke happened on a rainy November day. I don’t know why it was raining. It just was. It was a… Continue reading Forgotten Ever After