Matt Coplon
Work by day. Ride by evening. Write by night.
Posts from Matt:
Time to Make the Donuts
A thousand bronze and silver coins scattered across the counter. Or what seemed like a thousand as I counted them one by one. The ... read more
Satan’s Sweet Tooth.
The prince of satanic death metal was directly in front of me. I worked my eyes from the ground up. Black Hi-Tec combat boots. Black ... read more
A Feather Weight in a Criminal Ring.
The cops were coming. We saw them cooking across the courtyard, tires spitting up grass, lights rotating as if someone had just been murdered. We ... read more
