Dawson Walker

Everyone needs a superhero. Especially thirteen-year-olds trying to survive junior high. At least, that’s what Maya thought. But explaining that in a book report to a teacher’s aide who took offense

The harsh slam of the door echoed through the walls of the old marsh cottage. Anne curled up amongst the rumpled blankets, clinging to warmth. She slept on a bed far too small

Aaron cracked open his eyes, the slate ceiling greeting him. Plain. Empty. A gray stream of light from the mostly shuttered window coated  the room in a dull glow. Exhaustion washed back over

The architect had clearly lacked any knowledge as to how to build a house. As all sensible people know, the primary bathroom must be connected and adjacent to the primary bedroom. However, someone

The gray, lifeless steel sky loomed above the metropolis, acid rain and oil descending upon the inhabitants below. Extravagant advertisement displays bathed the city in neon light. Kyrie sheltered beneath an overhang which

“Time.” With the final finishing touches complete, the room stretched to life as the examinees tensely rose from their seats, accompanying the echoes of two dozen pencils clattering to a stop. Helen released