Author: Greg Burgas

Napoleon Fish looked at his visage in the mirror and thought seriously about shaving his beard and moustache. Brown beady eyes stared back at him with wish fulfillment dancing in …

The faucet in the public restroom was running. No one stood at the faucet, but the water was running. The steady rush of water striking enamel echoed like a whispered …

“Do you know how difficult it is to be a superhero in Portland?” The kid just stared, slack-jawed and bored. He considered the question, but barely. There was hardly any …