When the spaceship came, Tamsin thought it was some sort of marketing stunt. It landed on the beach just above the high tide mark with a whir and a puff of steam. People on the boardwalk stopped and stared. A… Continue Reading
Anyone who tells you blood tastes delicious is a liar. In fact, I can almost guarantee that they are telling you that to sound tough. The truth isn’t nearly as glamorous. Blood tastes like dirt and metal. I hate it,… Continue Reading
The aliens served us twice. The first time I read up on in law school. A solid iridium disk the size of a manhole-cover fell from the sky, embedding itself deep in the great Ziggurat of Ur in southern Iraq.… Continue Reading
“Honey,” my wife shouts from the living room. “Call the mechanic. Professor Bigglesworth messed the carpet.” After taking a few moments to process what she has said, I enter the living room and find Professor Bigglesworth frozen to her favorite… Continue Reading
Jalisse grabbed the cold metal of the chain link fence, flakes of rust crumbling away under her touch, rough like sandpaper. A bead of sweat tickled its way down her back. She pulled her hooded woolen coat closer, her breath… Continue Reading
“Will I tell you yesterday?” The child mumbled against encroaching sleep. “You will.” His mother stroked his sweaty forehead. “I don’t want to forget.” He rolled away and shivered. “You won’t.” The mother pressed her eyes shut. She refused to… Continue Reading
“Ernest Hemingway could have been the twentieth century’s greatest writer, but a drunken matador shot him in Pamplona, Spain in 1926. Things would have been a hell of a lot different if he had lived.” Jake limped across the living… Continue Reading
I still remember that awful moment, in school, when I realized mathematics is the language of the universe and I could barely speak one coherent word of it. I sensed its beauty, but could never commune with its soul. Mastered… Continue Reading
Mia tracked her brother down to the garage, where he was sitting on the workbench and swinging his legs. She wasn’t surprised. The garage was hot and stuffy and smelled weird, but she found herself ending up there a lot,… Continue Reading
Francis’ voice wafts through the smells of anaesthetics towards my ward-bed. My brother has come to take me from the operation. There’s a twinge sometimes in the thousand and twenty places where they implanted the magnets, but most of the… Continue Reading