Going Away

            Ben had these little soaps I’d pick up and smell in his bathroom. They were like little seashells. Looked like white chocolate, smelled like I don’t know. Flowers or something. I’d always take one into my hand when I was peeing and think about taking a bite out of it. The night of Ben’sContinue reading “Going Away”

Back, Back, Back

Back, Back, Back Ryan Everett Felton             The Professor was a lunatic, and I knew I wouldn’t feel bad about killing him even a little.             My mind made up, I turned the keys in the ignition of his souped-up piece of shit Gremlin. I ran a finger over the controlContinue reading “Back, Back, Back”