John The Shepherd

John The Shepherd by Hector M. Rivera Prologue The hooded figure darted from shadow to shadow blanketed by a bright noon day. The gutted torn buildings gave birth to crooked shadows like some demented Dr. Suess nightmare. Empty rusted cars provided his cover as he slowly neared his prize. It was being guarded by aContinue reading “John The Shepherd”

“I Am a Man Out Of Time”

“I am a Man Out Of Time” by Hector M. Rivera 9/11/2012 I am a man out of time, though not really, for then there should have been a time I could claim. A time of absent bloodshed, a time of nurtured bliss, where babies do not daily feel the scalpel’s burning kiss. A timeContinue reading ““I Am a Man Out Of Time””