The Writer

03/28/2007 - Purgatory (Short Story)

“The shiny, brass buttons gleam like they did the first day he put the uniform on. The navy blue jacket makes him look slimmer than he is, hiding his now aged and hunched body. Each morning, when Fred Callone wakes up, he takes off the uniform and drapes it over the ironing board. At six in the morning, just like every morning, he begins ironing his outfit.”

01/19/2007 - Sitting Bull (Short Story)

“I counted forty-three men in all, including myself. We had been standing in the cold, breathing visible breath for about five minutes when the trucks showed up; their lights beaming over the hills in the distance.”