Matt wanted to turn his desk to the window, but HR smells a breach of protocol like a parent smells a barely lit match on the other side of the house. As documented in the HR Employee Handbook; Section 3,... Read more →

Matt was packed and sitting on the edge of the bed. Christie was pacing. “I don’t think you’re ready to go, Matt. I definitely don’t think you’re ready to go back to work.” They were waiting for Dr. Evans and... Read more →

The day Matt decided to dispense with the new frames was an unmitigated disaster and not something he could reasonably blame on the worm. It lurked in the cradle of that soft spot at the back of his head, playing... Read more →

When she was twelve she said: "I can't wait to get out of this town. I'm going to New York City where people are weird." Her mother and sister affectionately call her, 'that creepy little kid'. We see you, Elizabeth,... Read more →

From the ACT UP funeral march carrying the body of Mark L. Fisher from Judson Memorial Church up Sixth Avenue to the Republican National Committee headquarters on the eve of the presidential election, 1992. Stephen Barker Where were you in... Read more →