[ Short Stories ]
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 …
