The Mask Maker
There had come a point where the motor home and assortment of masks were all they materially possessed; in daily constancy stood love…”
Category: Short Stories
The Copper Banknote
“Cannons busted the walls down in the war. Now, I ain’t got a cannon on hand, but I’ve got my Smith and Wesson tucked real close to the tips of my fingers if you don’t put the gold down and go about your day.”
Saltwater
A fragment from a lost nautical tale.
Joshua N. Prits-Del Carpio 