Behind Calvert Cliffs by P.D. Addio

by P.D. Addio Behind Calvert Cliffs, a marsh world brims with bouncing organisms. In light of day, colors course like blood through puerile veins; meandering rivulets of cool, mossy sage, billowing plumes of boiled burgundy, vibrant, salacious streams of saffron. In...

Behind Calvert Cliffs page 3 by P.D. Addio

Rich tiptoed to the edge of the babbling water, behind an Oak and peered into a little still pool carved into the bank. Something was nipping at larvae on the water’s surface, sending ripples out across the water. Rich wiped a piece of crust from his eye and...

Rebirth by P.D Addio

by P.D Addio Jason walked into Jackie’s room. He stood over her as he had on their first meeting. Her eyes were sunken and her skin had grown gray. It clung to her skeleton like Saran wrap so that she more closely resembled a breathing mummy than a living...