War in Ukraine
All That We Know
We knew of our inhumanity and tried to hide from it, cover it up, bury it beneath the goodness in our nature. It’s something inside of us, a capacity, as much as love and hope and friendship.
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Amber
Game over, perhaps for all eternity. The universe is full of mysteries, but those mysteries are empty without the love of the other half.
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Harvest Day
“You just try to get ’em in the head. Neck’ll work too. Wanna preserve the innards, understand?”
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The House That Jack Built
Jack Bearing, the biochemist who discovered Xylem-28, was televised aboard the inaugural flight, watching proudly as the faint red dust of promised renewal was released over the ashen scar that had been the heart of the Amazon rainforest.
Update
KNOCKER: A Short Film in the Works
I’m excited to finally talk about Knocker (our working–but likely final–title), a short horror film that my friend David Overmars and I have been developing since early this year. Last weekend marked the first days of shooting, with Nova Scotia Read more…
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Govermon
Blame in on Pokémon, I guess. It wasn’t long before people started pitting their adopted fusion beasts against each other in brutal, sometimes confused and grimly hilarious, oft-lethal battles.
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The Lynx and the Sparrow
The robins know they were once sparrows, distant cousins to those that exist alongside them today. This was before the Great Flood, when the ice sheet still pushed down from the north, blanketing the land.
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The Seraph
Miguel is my greatest challenge yet, and I am determined to win his mind back to reality, at least enough to make him once again functional and cognizant of his true self. He terrifies me more, I admit, than any other patient I’ve had.
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Halifax Haunt
I waited there, speaking aloud to the room a bit, asking for any presences to make themselves known–telling them, even, that I searched only for company. Connection. A simple chat.
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Zero
I detected something in Temir’s voice that made me profoundly uncomfortable, and in a way it chilled me as much as the abnormality above my head: jealousy.