Cosmik Wolfpack is a playground and laboratory for flash-formed poetry and nanofiction written by The Debtor, a white cisgender male and citizen of the United States.
If you have something to say to the author, send it to cosmikwolfpack at gmail dot com.
A headless stockbroker rapidly developed a love for a phantom. What makes this information so special and esoteric?
With the help of a witty dog, the pickiest science fiction fans satisfy the suffering astronauts.
Ancient chaos can bring a succession of rituals and magic. The Ancient kinfolk join forces with the supernatural damage. Priestesses must find a way to communicate through the dark side of Earth awareness.
Spider parties are a gas. Looking for erotically deluded leprechauns, the fabulous sex horse convinces mobsters to experience his glory.
Hollywood contrivances have a moral. You'll marvel at the mirth.
Maestro Marvin shocks the horse with frantic language, poking fun at his lifelong infatuation for geology.
My grandpa provokes the man behind me. In his quirkiness he feels anguish.
Dreams of insidious addiction make me feel anonymous; children shaming me proliferate.
What starts out to be fun soon becomes an all-consuming descent into enthusiasm for the pain.
Thousands of people are wealthy.