Author Archives: (Not actually a Lady) Ruthless

I work for the disposal sector of my city’s Department Of Public Works; at least, I used to, before it all went to shit. It was an easy enough job, although not particularly glamorous, unless scraping flattened raccoons and dead deer off the highway makes you feel fancy. Any time someone needed an animal corpseContinue reading “Road Kill”

I see something in the mirror that isn’t me. At least, not yet; all it will take is the right doctor. A good one. I had one, for a while, after a decade of unsatisfactory work. Now that there are nurses handing out cheap under the table injectables on practically every street it’s easy toContinue reading “Something In The Mirror”

I haven’t left my house in ten years; after all, where would I go if I did? The windows have been boarded up for as long as I can remember, but children still throw stones and empty glass bottles at the outside of them, knowing I can hear from within. I don’t think any ofContinue reading “"I Haven't Left The House In Ten Years…"”