It sat just above Norman’s navel and seemed to wink each time he sneezed. Round, brown, and an inch across, it protruded from his woolly abdomen like a leather button on a Harris tweed, and he hated it. As a… Continue Reading
The board members cowered in their oxblood leather chairs as the baby toddled toward them in a diaper, raising his pudgy arms. “Welcome, I am Damien — new chairman of the board.” Damien’s eyes glittered as he took a seat,… Continue Reading
She had a cactus in her back yard, but she had no friends. When the cactus bloomed silky white flowers, she would watch them from a lawn chair, all alone. She loved TV, but she had no friends. When her… Continue Reading
Professor Danvers stepped out into the center of the library. She held her sound detector high as she turned around in place. The lights were on; the old oak that furnished the house gave the impression of a cavern. She… Continue Reading
“I don’t need anything,” Theo said to the old woman outside his door. She looked out of place in the corridor of his apartment building. As if someone had cut her out of an early 20th century children’s book, faded… Continue Reading
The room is dark, nearly black. There ‘s no electricity. The sound of sex from the next room overrides the breathy silence of bodies passed out around me. I try to keep warm, snuggling with my friend, Alicia. We share… Continue Reading
A rabbit stood in a field. There wasn’t anything particularly remarkable about the rabbit, or the field for that matter. The rabbit was an unremarkable gray with an unremarkable white puff of cotton for a tail, unremarkably twitching its nose… Continue Reading
Water flows endlessly over her feet. Stone eyes watch another coin flipped. It sparkles in the sunlight, splashes, sinks to the bottom. Nothing happens. She’s witnessed countless tokens given, every currency imaginable. Guineas, francs, nickels, shekels, pounds. Most tossed with… Continue Reading
We crouch across from each other, on our sides of the cage. It is only the two of us. My shirt, old and filthy, is torn just above my chest and is stained red from a healing wound. I left… Continue Reading
The wind blew in from the ocean. It bit and stung all that were in its way. The thin man’s nipples pushed up through his rough cotton shirt. His face was pinched beneath his beard’s wiry bush. But his hair… Continue Reading