NEET, Part 8
LV. He woke with a throbbing feeling on the right side of his head. A painful, bulging, sucking sensation, like something had latched to his skull…
The Perverse Watchers
“The celebrated violinist Fritz Kreisler reports from New York that at various corners on its streets, he played as a street musician more than…
Last Day at the Lab
Jennifer dreamed she was in darkness. Horrible things she didn’t know made sounds she didn’t recognize. There was no hope in any of this. She smelled…
Hunting with Neil
Tell me about the rabbits, George Takei. On my way to the airport, picking up a client. I’ve been an outfitter for three decades in Nevada. I know…
Superhighway
I’m assigned to a county road crew picking up trash along the interstate highway wearing an orange vest and helmet. There are four of us on the crew…
Why We Can’t Have Nice Things, Part 3
It was my generation, after all, that had brought this about. It was we who were the food and sex addicts. My parents’ generation didn’t snack. They…
Blue
I met Blue when I was sitting on a bench in front of some disreputable high-rise flats. It was about midnight. The fact that I wasn’t wearing…
NEET, Part 7
L. Ben found his cigarettes and left to smoke. He heard the scraping sound of the monster’s paws as it followed him out of the house. He went to slam…
The Purple Platform
Maribel piled the kids into the car. Two were her own, one belonged to a friend. She’d offered to drive them all on their outing, to let the other…
The Smoking Nun
“There is Christ, or there is death.” This was an odd thing for Andrew to say, given the man’s generally jovial character, and was sufficiently…
