The Quiet Saturday Morning (QSM)

STACKER Xsira’s hips splayed out away from her navel in a fashion that drove her toes to point in nearly opposite directions. Her...

Dear Mirai, I guess these comuniqués are supposed to start off like that; dear Mirai. I found an example in an encyclopedia. The pages...

Odysseus travels from the US to Greece in search of the good life and is met with the office of immigration services.

Past the knick knack vendors with their makeshift kiosks outside the Theseio metro stop. Past the old junk sellers who spill across the side

Not much else to eat. Fish. There was a time when I didn’t mind, when I was a child. Fish every day, every meal. I had a mother who’d do thi

The story of a man and an avatar in a diner on Earth.

Short story from the Warrant universe.

Short story about a lonely house on a rainy day.

Clement’s dreams mixed with the crunchy whir of his father’s truck. He ran away from it in his dreams, his legs churned slower and slower...

On a blustery Sunday morning in late January, clouds sailed above an assortment of people at the beach. They gathered and stood in a...

He rode the city bus one evening. The AC was broken but the windows were open. “I know this sounds crazy. I know how it sounds.” The...