Patricia, holding a yoga mat in one hand and a bottle of water in the other, makes her way up to the roof of the club house. She climbs the stairs as fast as possible while maneuvering around old liquor bottles and beer cans. She is already late for her work out with Vera, Penn … Continue reading Crazy Eight
Bad Nurse
“Are you sure? He’s going to get better?” Andy says leaning on his new cane. “Yes, the poison from the Consolida, or Larkspur, was the cause for all of the hubbub.” The doctor says, his hands on his hips and cocked head show a little too much relief. Jacob doesn’t let up, “what about the … Continue reading Bad Nurse
Leather, Brothers and Books.
Hideout The cabin’s roof has fallen, the debris still smokes in places. A pack of terribly disfigured humans sniff around the rubble, searching for survivors. Behind them, holding tight to their leashes, stands a red leather clad demon with almond eyes lined in white pencil. Gloria Gillory breathes in deeply, savoring the smell of destruction. … Continue reading Leather, Brothers and Books.
Trees and Teas
The sun coming through the window flickers with the shadows of the oak tree’s thousands of leaves. The shadows makes it easy for Solace to groggily open his eyes. It’s been four days since his transplant and the only visitors he’s had were the nurses and a very irritated doctor. He was able to convince … Continue reading Trees and Teas
Hospitals
Uncle Bart’s hand feels like a lead wait on Cas’s shoulder, “young one, you must calm yourself. There is no reason worry yourself over what is happening now.” “I shot him.” “No, you don’t know that,” Jacob says, lighting a cigarette. “How the hell can you say that, we were covered and he still got … Continue reading Hospitals
Journal Entry: Solace
I seriously think there is something wrong with me. I need to stop thinking about her as much as I do. Today is the anniversary of the last time I spoke to her. It’s been four years of avoiding all the places we used to go to, four years of finding ticket stubs in random … Continue reading Journal Entry: Solace
Uncle Bart
“Make this goddamn wind stop!” “Of course this is my fault isn’t it Cas. I, the great and powerful Solace, commander of the wind, is doing this to fuck with you.” Cas, in utter frustration, throws open a window in the tiny shack and fires wildly into the sky. The only evidence of gunfire is … Continue reading Uncle Bart
Interview: Solace Part 2
Jacob: we are back with the last part of the last interview. With me of course is my good friend Solace. How are we doing? Solace: I’m doing well, how about you? J: this seems stale and very odd, it’s not like we don’t live in the same house. And to be honest, for us … Continue reading Interview: Solace Part 2
Interview: Solace Part 1
Jacob: hello friends, Jacob here for the final interview. Now I know you have all been waiting a long time for this, and so have we. It’s not every day the boss gets brought down a peg, and the whole Thoughts of a Thinker staff took the opportunity to ask their own questions as well. … Continue reading Interview: Solace Part 1
Interview: Allan Part 2
Allan: I guess I’m early, I guess I can work a little more (pulls out a note pad and doodles) Edgar: my god I love it when you work like that. It’s almost like you don’t know I’m here. Yes, keep ignoring me, like a walker on a church day. Regardless of how I move … Continue reading Interview: Allan Part 2
Thought of a Thinker 