The Elevator
October 25, 2018
She banged on the elevator door with her left fist and then fumbled through her purse. All she had that approximated a weapon was a ballpoint pen. Her purse revealed some tawdry, ill-conceived faith in human nature. The elevator door made a deep, echoing thud as she hit it, and the doors remained shut.
For What Purpose?
October 1, 2014
I wanted to stop something, everything. I applied for a job in airport security and they placed me here.