Jeff sat in the back of the cab chewing on the inside of his mouth. He had been looking at the same city block for nearly twenty minutes. He didn’t believe he would miss his flight, even with such a long delay. He had quite the knack for punctuality. Even so, he would be cutting…

He kept the bloodied bible in his bedside drawer as if it represented something greater than life itself. As if the rust-colored pages somehow made the holy book more sacred. A relic of life that once was. A momentum to a violent end, yet it should somehow comfort him as he slept next to it….

Red hues flood the landscape. Vermilion, crimson, Indian pour over the hills. The Earth herself is bleeding out. Mourning. Begging for her pain to be seen, for her laments to be heard. But no one sees. No one hears. Her cries go on, ignored, as her children rip her apart.

She lay on her back in the driveway with her hands folded together on her stomach. The pavement warmed her back as the wind cooled her face. The nearly black clouds swirled furiously above her without a drop of rain in sight. Sirens blared and echoed all around her. She knew she should go inside,…