I Smell Nothing…

The smell was putrid, filling the surrounding space with the fetid stench of decomposing skin and the thick, sour smell of pus.  Seven months ago I would've gagged, now - well, it's just another day. "James, man, what happened?" I asked, frowning at the oozing, deep crater on the underside of his elbow - an …

Homelessnes in Four Micro Stories.

I saw someone's guts today. By that I mean the gaping hole in his belly was so large that, when he pulled the brownish-yellow iodine and blood soaked gauze away from it, I could see the pink, lumpy tubing of his lower digestive tract, slick with hot, red blood. He and my kid brother share …