This story is the first I ever completed. I wrote it well over 20 years ago. It is dark and melancholy, as were most of the things I...

The following story was read aloud at Story Slam. Speak Memory, of the abduction of imagination, December 24th 1981, a child is seen in...

Melancholy hung like a black cloud above my head. Depression stared fiercely at me through the haze that spread before me. Despair,...

On February 6th, 2018, Dave Richards went to sleep in his camp bunk in Kugluktuk, Nunavut. He was exceptionally tired after his day of...