Monthly Archives: August 2019

Fox Moldy sat at his desk, his feet propped up on the lower left desk drawer. He flicked a spitwad at the poster of Elvis Presley – in his prime, of course – hitting the premiere icon just below his … Continue reading →

In a land east of the sun, west of the moon, in a time very long ago, there lived a lonely cobbler and his faithful donkey. He loved to sit in the window of his shop and daydream memories from … Continue reading →