Short Fiction and Poetry

Walls move, I stay  static, propped  as yellow and white  polyester gowns swim  across floors, whispering,  breathing. 

Joseph O’Kay looked at his watch and realized he had missed his six-thirty train by five minutes.  His position as a Department Head [...]

Shell monotone cover, softly inked pages, where have you not come with me speaking of cigarettes and cigarettes and cigarettes [...]

Glistening banks line the roadside and I navigate the snowy sidewalk, my figure skates slung over one shoulder, my toque pulled down [...]

lenticular clouds compress logarithmically to the far horizon. [...]

When he heard the sled dog speak to him through the wind, Eriksen thought he’d lost his mind. “You’re safe, Sir. Rescue is on the way.”[..]

In a holding cell unlike anything on Earth Enrico #29091901 and other human detainees Patiently await voluntary sterilisation [...]

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I am who nature needed me to be.       Humble beginnings— a nomadic misfit living outdoors, perpetually hungry [...]

Hammy was not in his cage. Denise looked everywhere—in the plastic cave, under the lettuce leaves, behind the pile of sticks. No Hammy. [...