Halloween Read: 3 Shots Of The Dark Stuff

Since it’s Halloween, here’s a drabble and some micro/ flash fiction for your delectation … Swamplands Elvis awoke in a cold, dank sweat, hungover from bourbon and bad dreams. The nightmares had consisted of him being hunted through a swamp by the murderous spectre of Jesse, his stillborn twin. His pounding heartbeat seemed to echoContinue reading “Halloween Read: 3 Shots Of The Dark Stuff”