Ryan E. Felton

  • Stolen (audio short)

    (art by Matt Helfrich) Listen to my short story “Stolen,” as read by me: http://surfingbaku.tumblr.com/post/156846827003/stolen-by-ryan-e-felton-read-by-the-author  

  • Implicated

    Implicated Imagine me, five years old, and scared to death to open my eyes — to take even the bitsiest peep — during prayers at the dinner table, at church services, or weddings. Was it some rule set by my God-fearing mother, a warning from a Sunday school teacher, or just basic intuition? Don’t look…

  • Tannenbaum

    The perfect little family pulled up in a burgundy Ford Pinto and toddled out in their snow boots onto the roadside. They were the seventeenth perfect little family to arrive that day. There was a red-nosed poppa, with his funny flap hat and trimmed mustache, and a blushing momma. A little boy and a littler…

  • An Alan Smithee Joint

    An Alan Smithee Joint Ryan Everett Felton                 As press junkets go, this one was just anemic, Val thought. She’d been to smart phone video game tournaments, e-zine release parties, hell – even a Brad Garrett book signing with higher attendances. Judging by the other half-dozen reporters’ attire…

  • The Good-Bye Garden: Part Six

    IX              After binding my wrists with some hemp they took me to an enormous and grotesque white building, all sharp angles and mottled with pebbles and granite chunks. They called it “City Hall.” There was a ring of deep water around it full of piranha and the leftover bones of all their previous meals.…

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