‘The Head of a Pin’
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 …
Category: Fiction
‘It’s a Bird, It’s a Plane’
“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 …
‘Life in the Cube Farm’
The copier needed toner. “What is toner, anyway?” asked Kurt, scratching his pate through his thinning hair. I told him. No one wanted to replace the toner, because no one …
‘The Broken Way’
The old man tried to remember how long he had been running through the routine. Every day, up at six, a breakfast of a slice of toast, a glass of …
‘Beatitudes’
She held the rock in her hand like a wounded animal. A voice in her head told her to throw it. It sang lively songs to her about victory over …
‘Convenience Stores and Ancient African Empires’
All Ronald Tremayne wanted that day was a Snapple. A Bali Blast Snapple, a tang of tropical fruit — exotic kiwi, the staple pineapple, the rush of lime. It was …
‘What Amy Said’
“For me, it was that little girl we found in the woods, up in the arboretum. You know, the one who disappeared, and everyone thought it was some disfigured rapist …