Lily and Slone got permission from their momma and papa to visit Mr. Pooka (MP) after their papa called to make sure it was OK with MP.  ...

Sunday morning, when   knew the Pooka was dead, the yellow and red witches went to Mr. Pooka's house and stole food and drinks for a...

THE NIGHT THAT MR. POOKA DIED PART 1   It was a quiet Saturday morning. The birds sang loudly and happily as the sun warmed there...

By Bill Sheehan             I was restless when I woke up earlier than usual. Being the new sheriff in Dodge City, during the latter half...

By Bill Sheehan Nov. 11, 2023                 “Dodge City is a wicked little town. A hive of villainous activity. Indeed, its character...

Me? I’m the Honorable Kid Killian, speaking to a prison psychiatrist. A mental defective. Sorry. I mean a mental detective but still...

“What’s the matter with this apartment? You sure as hell loved it after we got married. It excited you. You had hundreds of ideas for...

I met him at Liam’s Irish Pub. He sat at the bar, but at the end, next to the wall. He was tall so he stood out from the crowd. He...

A fat man goes into a fast-food restaurant and orders his food. The cashier says that it will be a minute or two for his food to arrive....

Once in a while, I feel as if a tsunami is forming at a great distance, getting closer every day, and it’s focused on me. I don’t know...

Everything ends. Family, other relatives, friends, colleagues, acquaintances, and you are all temporary. Everything your five senses can...

I was far too young to die. I was murdered. But when you get murdered at the young age of thirty-one, your vengeful spirit goes on living...

I woke to a pleasing memory of my grandparents. A memory, not forgotten, but possibly fading. It was as if some internal stimulus was...

Time. Inescapable, yet treasured. Mostly a welcomed pleasure, but often unappreciated. Every LIFE holds the hand of TIME as a child holds...

It’s not true that wood carvers have a chip on their shoulder. Wood carvers may be very boring people or extremely interesting, and they...

She'd been distracted by sudden death. Her mother died last year. Her father's death was less than year later. She was now driving to her...

It was a dark and stormy night … Fuck you Edward Bulwer-Lytton, screw you Madeleine L’Engle, but most of all, piss off, Snoopy. It really...

I like water. Something about it attracts me, like a pleasant experience that I want to always have. I think that water likes me, too,...

The horror of death is rarely seen the way a soldier sees it in war. At least the way a soldier with at least a rudimentary conscientious...

“Shit,” I yelled as I ran to the parking lot in a torrential rainstorm. Just my luck, I muttered to myself. I had been working late in...