by Kenneth Clay
I pulled over to the side of the road and stepped out. Blank Arizona fields stretched out as far as the eye could see. In the far distance, a herd of cows. Under my tire laid a roadkill raccoon. I leaned against my car, puffing on a cigarette. The sun was high in the...
by Kenneth Clay
I have psychotic depression. It’s not that I’m suicidal or hearing voices constantly. In fact, I’m happy and have a lot of good in my life. i just struggle sometimes. It feels like I mainly deal with the “negative symptoms” of...
by Kenneth Clay
Chapter One I had spent about three months in Seattle, Washington recovering from my last job in Texas. Had no wife. No home. I just kind of hopped from state to state on my motorcycle and my FBI money. The vagabond life was for me. And now, here I was at AA. It was...
by Kenneth Clay
AND NOW, A CLOSING TRANSMISSION FROM THE ARCTURUS SYSTEM The machinery hummed and beeped. There were tubes in my nose and I did not know why. I had been in the hospital for the bullet Gretchen put in me. Though I did deal the final blow. I remembered state troopers...
by Kenneth Clay
The fluorescent lights buzzed and hummed overhead. The whole room was a stark white. The television was on, but it played nothing but PBS shows. I laid in bed, eating the hospital’s slop for dinner. My knee was still in pain. James was sat in the chair across...
by Kenneth Clay
Down the canyon and in the grass where insects circled, I laid down. The pain in my knee was bad, to say the least. The old lady could definitely kick. When it happened, I felt the shock and almost passed out. Now it was turning shades of green and purple. “Looks like...
by Kenneth Clay
I was the first one to arrive at the station. Didn’t matter all that much, anyway. I had stayed up all night and got zero sleep. Fuck, what did he say? Time travel had caused all of this, supposedly. I wasn’t sure what to believe anymore. But the solution...
by Kenneth Clay
I drove back to the motel in a funk. I was calmer, sure. But I had just been hit by an impossible revelation—and the worst part is that it made sense. I didn’t know what was real anymore. Everything could be an illusion. Or perfection if I looked hard enough....
by Kenneth Clay
I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and I woke up. It was the early morning and it was cold. The sky was a soft blue. Tucked just behind a mountain and a forest of rock, was the pale yellow sun. And as I stretched my arms, I answered the phone. “Hello?” “Irwin!...
by Kenneth Clay
I arrived at the hospital just as the sun was starting to lower. Crows perched high up on the building and made their calls. The circled around, painting black splotches on the sun. And just like everything else in Beldad, all was quiet. Inside the hospital, I noticed...
