And if she pressed her lips against one man or another, did it matter? One man’s mouth might not taste like another, a Marlboro mastication long awaited on the dance floor, or a needy osculation stolen underneath a tree. In the end, though, solitud...

I read my story aloud - you should be able to hear it here. It's called Faster. For the hearing-impaired: He locked the front door on his way out. This was important to him, even today. When his apartment got burgled, they got his camera. He missed...

And then it was gone gone gone. The rhythm pertaining to the love-lust sweat on his brow faltered as I rubbed my open eyes shut. Insecurity is my kryptonite. And so I reel in the stench of the night and convince myself that the worst way to be alone ...

I passed a woman on the escalator. I looked up at her, she looked down at me. We held our legs still as we were moved past each other by the machinery. We both looked back. We were bound for different places. There was nothing to be done.

When I was a boy I couldn’t understand why the salmon swam upstream only to die and gather pale and flaking in eddies along the banks. I built a dam of rocks and branches one spring reasoning the fish wouldn’t die if they couldn’t make it...

They were on Tattoine. At least it was more fun than Arrakis and all of their doped-up fundamentalists. But still, no place for world class dancers. As the lights came up and Max Rebo's band started to play the first strains of the Alderaan Waltz, t...

Supernatural Suddenness The slick silver Siamese sneaked slowly through the slumbering, silent, shack. Sassafras trees swished in the succulent, sweaty heat. Something swept slowly through the small shack. Time stretches by sweet second by second. S...

She took a deep breath,then drew the first line on the last page of her 9" x 12" Canson sketch book. The black gel ink pen left a slightly curved mark like a piece of short hair that can be found on the bathroom floor. A horse-like animal head was ad...

With lights flashing and counters spinning, John unlocked the secrets of time. Having dreamed of time travel since adolescence, he sent himself back thirty years. A 16 year-old him stared back at him. He began to talk, but the younger-John stopped hi...

None of the other students were listening. The teacher was scraping chalk and saying something important about Paraguay and "the milk economy of the downtrodden." Paraguay, William knew, was next to Uruguay, but what did ...