Brian Eckert

Each laugh I hear is a battle cry, announcing, “The world hasn’t broken me yet.” But on some days laughter isn’t enough, so I
decide to howl instead. I rear back, begin to bellow like a beast…and then they come for me, drag me away kicking
and screaming. A blow to the head and my world goes black…

“The drugs!  Ditch the drugs!  He’s coming!” When Pete doesn’t immediately comply with my frenzied request to jettison the narcotics I grab his backpack and attempt to throw it into the brackish water. “Take it easy man,” he says, wrestling the bag away from me. “We’re gonna be fine.” Stanton has no reaction. He silently […]