Davyd is a writer from Grand Rapids, Michigan. He writes stylistic flash fiction, dark and theme driven poetry, and new age/ edgy short stories that focus on deep characters with strong personalities and unique quirks.
Blood, my blood runs like water down my chin; dripping into a puddle on the crotch of my jeans, pooling right behind that awkward fold that the zipper makes that looks like a boner. How long have I been sitting in this chair? How many times have I been beaten by these two?