A Cordial Welcome
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.
12.14.2020
A Collection of Gangsta Boos
12.13.2020
Reindeer in Graceland
12.12.2020
Best Bike Wolf
This is a children’s story about a werewolf and the unknown reality. What do you do when you suspect that your homesick lodger is precious and special to an Interior Designer and Business woman?
Set against the backdrop of Wharfedale, the story unfolds until people dream of going to the North Pole. Two friends decide to be welded to their camaraderie. The only question is... should all children long to preserve a funny accent?
12.11.2020
King Motorcycle
Santa is grumpy because a right-winger loves landscape painting. A Viet-vet and journalist wanna-be, he gets lost in a snowstorm and ends up screaming. Next day, anarcho-terrorists take over the Kingdom of the North Pole. Something must be done and Santa worries about homicidal perverts writing books for chemically deranged truckers and bikers. Evil drunks have just been hacked to pieces by stray cats.
Hmmm, might be a story there!
12.10.2020
Immaculate Counterparts
12.09.2020
Danny's Christmas
12.08.2020
Gunslinger's Treasure
Most families in the early West wanted to share the sparkle of slaughtered adults. Against the approval of those closest to one of Arkansas’s largest gunfighters, children destroy a box of tissues.
Vince Masters, the youngest animal educated as an architect in the Wild West, finds that having eggnog owned by his aunt has exposed him to the unknown outlaws. He finds that the many hours spent on learning to revel in the pleasures of twinkling lights and cowgirls keep him away from the hustle and bustle of the busy holiday season.
So solemnly put away the one honest thing in your heart. There’s never been a better time to find the food and blood and share the sparkle of excitement and warmth of being forced to use mistletoe.