The Human Comedy: The Pink Puppy
Short Story George awoke with Fleur’s tongue in his ear. “Ugh,” he grumbled, pushing her away. “You never stop, do you?” As if to confirm his statement, the 13-pound ball of fur spun...
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Cups with Coriander: Refill of Decaf
Short Story I waited as long as my dignity would allow. Cori usually ran a few minutes behind, but an hour was extreme, and her neglecting to respond to my texts made me...
Dropping Tea
Poem Some students say they think I’m posh. I am nothing of the kind. I have learned to watch my lip. Breath, measured. Tongue, clipped. Pauses are well timed. My broad Luton drawl...
Euphoric Acedia
Haibun Afternoon winds blew apart gray cumulus clouds that canvased the sky. Patches of radiant blue appear. Frankie wraps his arms around my neck, covers my mouth, and says, “complainer.” Mira, rising with a...
Talk 1 – Babel
Short Story You want another coffee? Yes. Two more coffees then please. Make mine long. Mine too. So two long? Americanos? No, not that long. Two regular long? Yes. What was I saying, ah...
A Dose of Big Mike – Part One
Serial Story 2:27 PM. I’m at work. Big Mike calls me. Me: What’s up, baby boy? Big Mike: Dude. I was at Kroger at like noon today looking for lube, right? Me: You...
