Altered State – Part One
Short Story I wasn’t surprised when I got valedictorian — I’d always been at the top of my class. I was already multiplying in first grade while the rest of my class struggled to...
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Future Faux Pas — Part II
Short Story David was sitting at home, in his apartment, reading the morning paper. He didn’t have work that day and was enjoying his time off. Later that afternoon he had plans to meet...
Future Faux Pas
Short Story David exited his car and shut the door. He grabbed his briefcase, hit the lock button, and began to climb the stairs to his apartment. As he was nearing the top, his...
Tusk Till Gone
Short Story Reluctantly I open my eyes to the bright sun cresting above the horizon. Lately I find myself sleeping only about three or four hours a night and ever since the dry...
Death And Birth And Breath
Short Story It looked like a warm, crisp day in Copperfield, Calgary. Most of the snow had melted and a cool-sounding wind was hissing through bare and budding tree branches. I never understood the...
Lemming Scavengers – Part One
Serial Fiction Jamie rolled her eyes as she hit the “download” button on her phone. Everyone was talking about this new phone app that sent you out on scavenger hunts for real prizes. After...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer – Part Four – The Brewer 27
Serial Fiction The Brewer was grateful to God or the Devil (whoever was in charge of that bullet) that Meko didn’t shoot him in the face. Because wounds stay with you. He had seen...
What We Really Are
Short Fiction Being blind isn’t easy. Sure, I have my cane so I don’t bump into walls, and I have a dog that tells me when it’s not safe to cross the road. That...
My Friend With The Big Foot
Short Fiction I have a secret; one that no one else on earth knows about. Well, except for you now, I guess. But you have to promise not to tell a single soul,...
Tripping With Dad – Part One
Serial Fiction In the bathroom of the hotel lobby I stared past the finger-smudges and backsplash at my frowning reflection. I’d done my hair three times already; once in the room and twice in...
