The Noise. The noise. There was so much noise! Her breath plumed before her, but never once did the iciness of the air seem to touch her. It

“Of course, Madam President,” Chaplin replied, hesitantly. “I will wait.” He handed the receiver back to the secretary who took it away, lea

A flash fiction piece combing the mental state of an aging veteran who may or may not be confessing his truth to a world not ready to believ