The Collector

The Collector by Meg Pelliccio

Source: Shutterstock by Paul Schlemmer   The Collector by┬áMeg Pelliccio Like a perched bird, he clawed his twisted fingers into the brittle bark and waited. His flesh twitched with anticipation whereas the more phantom of his being was under a constant threat of dissipating. He was no longer living, just as he was not dead.…

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate   People watching was something he was good at. He was good at reading a situation, giving empathy to the right people, withholding it from others. There were very pretty specimens in this bar, but each of them seemed to be getting their ruffles feathered…