It's green, like Ireland but not so overwhelming because it's just a chunk of space, not a panoramic state of being and I can only see it from this window where I work. I have coffee with Bob on good... Read more →

Kid's in the chair again. Big open room; too much dark wood. Eyes closed. "Open mouth, please." Dental clamps taste like cigar smoke and soft serve vanilla ice cream, and the crunch of pliers on teeth and metal bands too... Read more →

Jessica Adams did not leave three dozen white roses on a stone bench on the Upper West Side within twenty feet of the 72nd Street Station. I know this because I listened to Ms. Adams discuss the merits of the... Read more →

Anne Sexton - Nov 9, 1928 - Oct 4, 1974 In 1987, Jack Zipes published a collection of fairy tales called, Don't Bet on the Prince: Contemporary Feminist Fairy Tales in North America and England. The two authors who stood... Read more →

When Talia was three, she got lost in the garden behind the house. She stomped in circles around the same copse looking for a break in the underbrush; there was none. When the moon was full, she howled. Nanny didn't... Read more →

Chernevog was a dick, no question there. If you crossed him, he'd be on your tail as long as it took to cut you down; no mercy, no quarter. Quarter wouldn't have applied anyway; Chernevog didn't appear to have quarters... Read more →

There were still patches of snow in the tall grass; as if it grew too fast and shut out the sun. They sat on a rise waiting for the horses to return, regretting the lack of shelter. Sometimes the horses... Read more →

Hank could not believe she would do this. To staple a gold paper crown to his head and drop him down a well was one thing. To leave him down here with half a pack of Newport Lights and one... Read more →

I had a job to do and you made a mess of that. Not only do my job descriptions change without notice every two or three hundred years, but at least once a decade some dumb ass comes into this... Read more →

Eponym's Pub attempted to commence business at the tail end of the Miocene Epoch; this was a financial disaster as most of its client base was still trying to find the land bridge. The staff attempted to collect unemployment benefits... Read more →