Julian and Drew, self-proclaimed outlaws, aimed to empty the diner's cash register, an odd pursuit for a pair of unemployed accountants.
By David Ginsberg3 years ago in Fiction
Dawn tiptoed in, whispering ideas into my ear like a mischievous muse. I stirred, feeling the familiar itch of inspiration tickling the edges of my consciousness.
By David Ginsberg3 years ago in Poets
Altering the past. Reflection is like stepping on butterfly wings.
