Nasty, Brutish, and Short
Evil Flash Fiction by Patrick M. Tracy

Archive for September 2008

To Avenge, Not Lament

September 10, 2008

By Patrick M. Tracy The barrel of an ancient pencil protruded from Stretchy Guy’s chest.  Billy Finkle grinned.  He’d been having his headaches again, and they made him, in his mother’s words, “A wicked little cretin.”  He withdrew the pencil, eager to learn what squishy goo lurked within Stretchy Guy’s malleable body.   The hole […]