Idle By JD Miller Maurice lived on the opposite side of the day. He worked while most people slept, he slept alone while most people were awake together. And most of his friends were dead. He didn’t mind so much anymore. They were more dependable this way. He knew right where to find them, because they never left his apartment.  See, for the most part, ghosts are incredibly idle. They spend their disjointed piece of eternity standing over the grave of their former self, or staring at trees in a park. Every day, Maurice pedaled past a hundred such ghosts, … Read More