by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
That morning, after we fucked, Amy told me that she had a crush on a boy. I was still half asleep as she sat on the edge of the bed and slowly slipped on her bra. I watched as she fumbled a bit with the tiny bent clasps. She was a pouting princess sometimes. There was...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Ethan walked the familiar path down Prince Street and considered, for a fifth time, whether he should go to the club. He’d only recently broken up with the dancer, Ella, and everything felt a bit raw. Still, it was Saturday. It was the first Saturday of the month,...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
The streets were black, wet, and peppered with gold and red October leaves. At seven o’clock, the sky had already grown dark, with only a few lingering fingers of ruddy crimson at the edges to show where the sun had descended. Alan walked down the familiar...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
The streets were black, wet, and peppered with gold and red October leaves. At seven o’clock, the sky had already grown dark, with only a few lingering fingers of ruddy crimson at the edges to show where the sun had descended. Alan walked down the familiar...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Henry was making bacon again. There was something both charming and annoying about his propensity for, and enjoyment of, elaborate breakfasts. Beth had grown up on cold cereal, as had Henry if she recalled correctly. Bacon and eggs were reserved for the weekends when...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
The invitation came one autumn morning. A crisp white card etched with rich black ink. “You Are Invited To: Un-Still Life.” “For your curiosity and consideration, we invite you to examine a girl on display. Cocktail attire. OoD members only. No guests. Clean hands and...