Short Fiction and Poetry

“Dear Elaine,” she writes. “Should have been a nun. Should have. Would have been a good one too. [...]

At their second world convention those Shakespearean scholars fight for seats in Washington’s Hilton just for the privilege of hearing [...]

I awoke with a start. No idea what the time was, only that it was still dark outside the bedroom windows, and the room was dark [...]

Listen, I know this whole thing is going to sound crazy as all get out but bear with me. The thing you need to know is [...]

Fall let go of leaves like a drunk his inhibitions and winter proved that cold is lack of heat. And now it’s time for buds. Erupt! [...]

“I knew when we met that you’d be perfect. I’m about to give you the opportunity of a lifetime,” [...]

We all die young, For the decrepit existence is no longer living. Blue-hot vigor cruelly fleeting [...]

Every night, unfailing. Regular as a metronome, he would peer in, eyes as pale as mushrooms and blank as boiled eggs. [...]

Disappeared. Without a trace. Without a reason. People vanish, without notice. There was an old medium-sized dark leather suitcase [...]

Casey Johnson stared at the old three-storey house and shuddered. The light from the full moon cast a sinister shadow over the estate.[...]