Short Stories

“You summoned me lord?” I bow deeply.  I’ve just met what is possibly the most evil person in all my lifetimes, in a blue blazer and khaki shorts.  I smell his thirst for death and destruction like body odor, seeping from his school uniform.  He is untapped potential...

I dug my feet into the spurs, launching up from my saddle and strained to see over the head of my Venus hippopotamus as we held a close third place; we soared up the galactic rollercoaster’s rise.  Then we dropped.  My stomach bounced up into my throat as we fell into...

Every morning at ten, I kick off my dress shoes and slide into an old pair of tennis shoes.  I leave my cubicle and circle the parking lot a few times.  I call my sponsor and ‘get current.”  A few weeks ago, during my walk, my phone buzzed.  It was Alise, a girl I had...

She opens one eye as her tent zipper parts on both sides. He falls backwards, pulling it closed, rocking on oversized feet with a grunt, and then he is on her, his rough hands pawing her from her sleeping clothes, his whiskers gouging her soft skin.

Leaning over the narrow bed, he smoothed the pea-green blanket. There it was again, the whisper dancing on the wind. This time, he heard his name.