Fiction
A Wolf Below Anoterra Lake
When Avery Hall saw the low shadow across the distant trees, he knew it was a wolf. Dogs waste movement. They lean, bounce, waddle, their hind legs extend too far, their tongues loll, their eyes fail. Time is their only predator, a bowl their only prey. The woods keeps the wolf’s arrow point sharp. Across […]
Mark Twain Takes on Cornelius Vanderbilt
“You seem to be the idol of only a crawling swarm of small souls, who love to glorify your most flagrant unworthiness in print or praise your vast possessions worshippingly; or sing of your unimportant private habits and sayings and doings, as if your millions gave them dignity.” Mark Twain 1869 Wait there’s more: ”Poor […]
No Holiday for Psychics
The true crime books made it worse. My mind got to be a blender of murders.
Woozy Parousia
At least in Vietnam there had been a kind of narrative playing itself out. Half a century later, the past next-door sees them no longer bending towards anything. News items reach a prolonged, flat culmination. Historical headway and the whole idea slowly flanked by skeletons. Somewhere along the line a gatemaker stands a long […]
We Were Two Girls, Playing, Until
“Oh shit,” screams Maya, giving us away. He runs at us.
The Day I Realized My Greatest Mistake
This is a story of one big mistake, which seemed to be the right choice in the beginning.
The Man Who Collected Stones (Part Six)
The villagers were still enchanted by the strange shenanigans of Johnny Tenda…