Jakkarin Panakorn

soliloquy (or; please don't leave my cheeks dry and my mind empty)

A short story in three parts—verbally contemplating on the death of an insignificant person—riddled with self loathing of both the living, and the dead. For death is a bitter tasting joke with no set-up; only a shocking punchline leaving those who remain with the unbearable weight of grief and longing.

A Clean Sweep

Butler, a body disposal, begins his first job by cleaning up the remains of two victims of The Killer. However, he later discovers that one of the bodies is still alive.

A Clean Sweep

Butler, a body disposal, begins his first job by cleaning up the remains of two victims of The Killer. However, he later discovers that one of the bodies is still alive.

A Clean Sweep

Butler, a body disposal, begins his first job by cleaning up the remains of two victims of The Killer. However, he later discovers that one of the bodies is still alive.

Passage

The woman was fixing her car and trying to start it when she heard a loud thud behind her. She turns around and sees a man show up behind her car, his shirt stained with blood and a gun in his hand.

Passage

The woman was fixing her car and trying to start it when she heard a loud thud behind her. She turns around and sees a man show up behind her car, his shirt stained with blood and a gun in his hand.

This Ghost

Min, a college student, who was sitting in his room doing his thesis when his roommate P came in and asked Min to take pictures of ghosts for his thesis. This story took place where a woman had committed suicide, and Min was asked for help because he is not afraid of ghosts.