Illustration by Andreea Dumuta @galactixy_illustrations
Commander Eckhardt looked up from the tablet on his desk at the communications officer who st...
Illustration by Andreea Dumuta @galactixy_illustrations
Summer heat crowds in the kitchen window but chilled air prickles your arm. You trace the ch...
Mariko was getting used to the United States. She now knew when she said, “Excuse me,” to someone who replied, “You’re good,” it was not appropriate to ask, “I...
Those were the words Cedric growled as he stared deep into the gorilla’s eyes, whilst still squatting. Although quiet, he knew his voice was so deep, so bassy, ...
I’m watching television.
The peculiarly-coiffed gentleman is on again. His mottled flesh is of a queer mélange of hues I would describe as off-putting. I la...
Jim Bishop stared down the pale curve of his driveway to the point where it ended in a pink-purple sky, and waited for a Cadillac to come into view.
Yes. Tha...
Illustration by Niki Waters @kneesandkeysart
Hi Greg (Dr. Justice). Here’s a script for you to look at. It’s called A Fish Named Ginsberg. I was wond...
Set back from broken paving stones and thickets of snarled weeds, the shadow of the Pollock house looms large upon the earth. Beneath the broken bedroom windows...
Illustration by Niki Waters @kneesandkeysart
The telephone's ringing was an event I found both disconcerting and incredible—an old rotary style phone...
In the late winter, just two or three months after she’d begun smoking, Drew begins to feel the weight of something heavy pressing down on her chest. One night ...
