Chud's writings
The index.
Everything that's found its way here.
Story
Susie was always better at hiding.
Anti-Stress
Dark comedy. Death tries being human.
The Fourth Horseman's Diary: Entry 1
A customer says he's taking forever. He collected her husband last night. Death's first week at the checkout.
The Fourth Horseman's Diary: Entry 2
Death has never lost a fight. Most of his opponents were already dead. This week, they aren't.
The Fourth Horseman's Diary: Entry 3
A collar, a confessional, and a microphone. Grim discovers how much he likes being listened to.
The Fourth Horseman's Diary: Entry 4
Yesterday they called him Father. Today they step over him. Grim spends a week without a door he can close.
The Fourth Horseman's Diary: Entry 5
Grim gets a desk and an office alias. Then a train derails outside, and the other job calls.
Rant
A few things that bothered me enough to write them down. Some still do.
All of us
My wife and I are still a couple. We've just got more people we want to bring.
Reality's Mirage
My brain accepts an airport in the kitchen, but can't handle an unanswered text.
Damn the Good
Our capacity to serve is finite, so who should we choose?
Memes Are the Only Positive Output Since...
Do you remember when social media was supposed to change the world?
Reminiscing the Golden Age of Blogs
A picture of someone's dog. A terrible background. I miss that internet.
The Lonely King
The sun and the moon. Which one deserves our sympathy?
Becoming a Dad
The birth went well. Then they let us take her home.
Random
What people leave with each other, whether they mean to or not.
Nostalgia
Two drinks before leaving. One question he doesn't want to answer.
Lost
Monday mornings in the park. A pencil, some paper, and nowhere else to be.
Shun
Another explanation. A closed door.
Descendants
'Literature is like leaves on a tree; once the leaf drifts off the branch, it no longer belongs to the tree, and once a work is written, it leaves the author and becomes the property of the reader' Octavio Paz
Lyrics
8 songs. These were meant to be screamed. Read them at whatever volume you like.
Enigma
The irony of involvement
Reborn through self corruption
Fraud the smile again, pride has buried fidelity
A covenant for the ruin
hostile visit of a holy man with its fuckin broken wings unfold,
Dispersion
Soul astray
A Sop To Cerberus
Heartless repulsion, left with dismantled remains..
Recreate
Listen
Instrumento
Kasuklam suklam na sistema
Break These Chains
These demons fed us lies