“It’s a little early, even for you.” Susan’s right. Even for me. I smile sheepishly. “It’s Friday.” I don’t tell her it’s my second. I don’t tell her why. I don’t tell her about you. “It’s always Friday with you,… Continue Reading
Bob Wanstead walked around the black engine, pausing for a moment to pat one of the big driver wheels, something he’d done before every trip since he started on the line forty-four years before. It left a film of coal… Continue Reading
Ever since I was little, I knew the crown came with sacrifice. Even so, in the spring I turned eighteen, I met a girl in our court who loved Lady Guinevere as much as I did. My sweet Primavera. Like… Continue Reading
I’m hanging with the roadies in the wings when James gets in my face. “What are you doing here? You’re on in 20 minutes,” he hisses. He must have been scared I’d skipped out or passed out. “Just catching the… Continue Reading
I am not sure how long I have been dead. Perhaps a month. A year. Or maybe even a few days. I can’t tell. My brain has been fuzzy lately. However, I do recognize my home. I am in my… Continue Reading
Of course, they didn’t call it The Swedish Death Cleaning Act. “Death” wasn’t going to get any votes. But when they switched in “Patriotic” and “American,” Tada! The “Patriotic Environmental American Cleaning Enactment” passed with a bipartisan majority. Belongings were… Continue Reading
The forest wrapped itself around me, the trees reaching up to almost touch each other in the canopy. Light filtered down in patches, speckling all around me in shimmering warmth. There was the odd waft of cut pine, a spider… Continue Reading
When I heard Mom in the hall, I scrambled away from the window, knocking over my model of the solar system. Mars’s tin foil body shot across the room, and I ran after it. But I froze when Mom rushed… Continue Reading
Across Reddit, Wikipedia, Quora, I hunt it. My eyes burst vessels. My wife leans in the door, saying, “Babe, you’ve got work in the morning.” I wasn’t religious until sickness ignited my brain. Not madness, electricity. Seizures sparking from nowhere,… Continue Reading
I’ve just awakened, but I already feel tired. It’s probably the jet lag, but that’s not all it is. I feel wrung out from these past few weeks. This is the third international trip I’ve taken in the past few… Continue Reading