Michael D. Maine
Bio
Born and raised in Columbus, Ga, my work has been published in both the April 2018 print edition and the October 2018 online edition of The Scarlet Leaf Review.
Stories (3/0)
The Light On the Horizon
It was dark, and the only light to be seen was in the distance, outlining the horizon. There was nothing else but the ground beneath his feet, and the motion of his legs as he instinctively put one foot in front of the other. There was no wind, no smell or sound of any kind, and this bothered him. His nose searched for anything familiar, his ears strained for any kind of noise; it was then he realized that, even though he could feel the ground striking the soles of his shoes, he couldn’t hear his footsteps.
By Michael D. Maine3 years ago in Fiction
Lena and Victor
Lena pranced barefoot down the sidewalk, her slim heels held in one hand by two delicate fingers. Victor watched her with a smile and followed slowly behind, mesmerized by her childlike innocence. She whirled to face him, her white satin dress flaring around her, a coquettish smile stretched across her lips.
By Michael D. Maine3 years ago in Horror
The Money Is Still There
The door slammed in my face, the backdraft tickling the hairs in my beard. It was over, conclusively, Liz’s patience finally having run its course. My heart was broken, shattered; it was all I could do to stop myself from knocking again. I shouldered the small bag of my remaining things that she’d handed me (toiletries mostly) and walked down the driveway.
By Michael D. Maine3 years ago in Horror
