Category Archives: short story

The Affront

But my dream had come true! Yes, it was unfolding before my eyes! It wasn’t a proper dream, this dream that was coming true. Nor was it a particularly lofty or honorable dream. No, it had absolutely nothing to do

The Affront

But my dream had come true! Yes, it was unfolding before my eyes! It wasn’t a proper dream, this dream that was coming true. Nor was it a particularly lofty or honorable dream. No, it had absolutely nothing to do

Fast Motion

The World is big. The man made this concession as he walked alone on a wide road with a lifeless cell phone in his hand. He was forced to concede the fact that the World is big because he was

Fast Motion

The World is big. The man made this concession as he walked alone on a wide road with a lifeless cell phone in his hand. He was forced to concede the fact that the World is big because he was

The Smile

I had decided to do it whilst brushing my teeth. They were disadvantageously discolored, my teeth. I moved my face closer to the mirror and folded my lips inward. Then I thought the thought. It seemed a silly thought at

The Smile

I had decided to do it whilst brushing my teeth. They were disadvantageously discolored, my teeth. I moved my face closer to the mirror and folded my lips inward. Then I thought the thought. It seemed a silly thought at

Seeds of Peace

Can I ask you a question? Am I mad? No, this is no way to begin. You will think me a madman if I open with such a ridiculous question–and I do not wish you to think me mad. I

Seeds of Peace

Can I ask you a question? Am I mad? No, this is no way to begin. You will think me a madman if I open with such a ridiculous question–and I do not wish you to think me mad. I

On the Disputed Existence of a Deity

“Thelodius, is God real?” “What my child, real?” “Yes, real. Is there an entity out there beyond our perception who dictates the principles of the universe, who, who governs the course of human events?” “Oh.” “Is my question clear, Thelodius?”

On the Disputed Existence of a Deity

“Thelodius, is God real?” “What my child, real?” “Yes, real. Is there an entity out there beyond our perception who dictates the principles of the universe, who, who governs the course of human events?” “Oh.” “Is my question clear, Thelodius?”

Fall From Innocence

  “Twenty-four.” “Incorrect. Try again.” “Twenty-four.” “Don’t be obtuse! Do it again, August.” “The answer is twenty-four.” “August!” Juda looked nervously at August, who was sitting next to him. August’s face almost looked inert. His eyes stared emptily at Ms.

Fall From Innocence

  “Twenty-four.” “Incorrect. Try again.” “Twenty-four.” “Don’t be obtuse! Do it again, August.” “The answer is twenty-four.” “August!” Juda looked nervously at August, who was sitting next to him. August’s face almost looked inert. His eyes stared emptily at Ms.

Sex and Death

It occurred to me one day that death is what makes us sexy. This principle is commonsensical, but somehow it sounds counter-intuitive when stated concisely. The simple fact that we are mortal beings who are incapable of asexual reproduction necessitates

Sex and Death

It occurred to me one day that death is what makes us sexy. This principle is commonsensical, but somehow it sounds counter-intuitive when stated concisely. The simple fact that we are mortal beings who are incapable of asexual reproduction necessitates

Betrayed

Stuart had just spilled some coffee down his windpipe, and was coughing convulsively when Marsha saw him. The veins of his long, thin neck bulged in an exaggerated way. His face was crimson, his forehead damp with perspiration. His dark

Betrayed

Stuart had just spilled some coffee down his windpipe, and was coughing convulsively when Marsha saw him. The veins of his long, thin neck bulged in an exaggerated way. His face was crimson, his forehead damp with perspiration. His dark

The Story of a Failed Comedian

“OK–ahem–so this guy walks into a bar–no, no, sorry. He doesn’t walk into the bar, he walks under it. You, know it’s, it’s and iron bar, like at the kiddy playground? So he walks UNDER the bar, right? He walks

The Story of a Failed Comedian

“OK–ahem–so this guy walks into a bar–no, no, sorry. He doesn’t walk into the bar, he walks under it. You, know it’s, it’s and iron bar, like at the kiddy playground? So he walks UNDER the bar, right? He walks

Episodic Madness

Alfred ripped open the parcel as if the contents contained the anti-venom for a fresh viper bite. Emma looked on, baffled at his haste. Layer after layer of tissue paper was ripped away from what revealed itself to be a

Episodic Madness

Alfred ripped open the parcel as if the contents contained the anti-venom for a fresh viper bite. Emma looked on, baffled at his haste. Layer after layer of tissue paper was ripped away from what revealed itself to be a