I leave the church, and I wander for a time through the chaos and the fire. The world that I knew, that I remember, is gone, like years had passed while I was still within, where time remains still, while the world moves ever onward, onto a hazy red rapture, always steady, never slowing, eating…
Part Four The days were bleeding into each other. I never once saw the sun or the moon, and although I looked towards the western horizon at every dawn, I never saw the stars again. The sky was a constant blanket of red and black, changing shades depending on the hour of the day. I…
Part Two I was dreaming. In my dream I was back in school. That boy in my class, that puny boy, had been calling me names, kicking my seat, stealing my pens. I wanted to react, I wanted to tell him to stop it, I wanted to tell on him, but I couldn’t. I didn’t…
Note: I began writing this as a short story. It was one of those stories that somehow took a life of its own and grew beyond what I had originally intended. Even though I normally begin writing without knowing how my stories will end or how I'll get there, or how long it would take…
Gutter Galley 