Ricardo had lived in the Montparnasse Cemetery ever since he could remember. It was the most comfortable and inviting place… Read more Phantoms Need Wear No Mask

Ricardo had lived in the Montparnasse Cemetery ever since he could remember. It was the most comfortable and inviting place… Read more Phantoms Need Wear No Mask
They say sex and death are wrapped up in one another. One supposes that’s how someone as suicidal as Étienne… Read more The Suicidal Sex Fiend
She would like to have been able to say that she thought long and hard about what she did to… Read more Les Âmes Pures Doivent Être Abandonnées
“Express your perceptions before nature’s.” One could say such a mantra was well-ahead of its time, now being the norm… Read more Louise Justine, Not A Full-On Monet
There is no worse fate than to die in exile. No worse fate still than to die in exile in… Read more Sig Inside of a Parisian Impasse
Of course, like any sweet fool, she had trusted the man she thought she loved. The man she thought loved… Read more The Undercover Towel Thief
He was a seasoned veteran in the art of apartment hunting by now. And yet, for all his moves, both… Read more And How’s the Plumbing Here?
François-Émile Morin was not accustomed to needing to woo anyone. His business prowess and correlating bank account spoke for itself.… Read more La Pagode
The street was desolate. Or at least devoid of age-appropriate people to Sandoval’s twenty-six years. He hadn’t realized that so… Read more La Fille en Néon
They had spent so many months in peace. Without any of the capitalist pigs squealing about the streets to interrupt… Read more Home Is Where the Deranged Are (Or Were, And Will Be Again)