This is a flash fiction story about photos, nudity and love.

A humorous take on being a rabid Steeler fan.

A made up myth that tells the beginning of Pittsburgh and Pennsylvania.

The continuing saga of a man’s truck driving job that has been plagued with bad omens from the start.

“Listen, we know you are hiding something. We know you have either drugs or a deadly weapon hidden somewhere in the vehicle. So please, I need you to tell me the truth right now. What are you hiding?” Where do I start? From the beginning…