[ Short Stories ]
He climbed the steps of a multicolored storybook Victorian house and shuddered. David Benson was worried about how …
Which of the torchless roads calls his name? The Emperor's head of trivia announces the death of choice.
BEFOREI was the one they called to the morgue to identify Davis. My phone rang just as I was stepping out of lecture hall.
He thought he knew these people. Through the lens of his cracked shield needing a wash to better shine …
“It’s a doctor’s appointment,” I speak loudly to make sure my colleague hears me on the speaker because traffic’s …
These overpriced, one-use icky organic wares stubbornly resisted my attempts to elicit a response. I prodded and jabbed at …