Mixtape

Mixtape

The box was heavy. What the hell was in it anyway? At least it was the last one. Bobby had spent the day moving his ancient crap from his parents’ house — their sold house — to his apartment. And with this final carload and this final cardboard dumbbell, it was over....
Beautiful Scars

Beautiful Scars

“What happened to his face? Did he fall on a cheese grater?” the kid said, laughing. Terry didn’t know him; he was Rudy’s friend. “Geez, keep it down, he’s right there,” Rudy mumbled to the boy, averting his gaze from Terry’s own. “He was in a fire.” “They forgot to...
Strong As An Ox (Part 2)

Strong As An Ox (Part 2)

His nose was wider than before and greener. That wasn’t all. His eyebrows were thicker, blacker, the hair looked more like what was on the back of his hand. And what was happening to his ears? They looked calloused, swollen. There were new bumps and twists in them. He...
Strong As An Ox (Part 1)

Strong As An Ox (Part 1)

Andy didn’t bother to read over the text he had typed into the comment box. It was good. It was gold. And if there were a few small typographical missteps or grammatical errors? Who cared. It was the content — the truth — that was important, and that would come...
The Dawn Party

The Dawn Party

“And you say this is noble, Germaine?” asked the guest. Count Germaine Edderington the Fourth, and last, scratched at his pale cheek. “Noble, well, er, it depends on your perspective, doesn’t it?” “Do go on.” Germaine swallowed and took a moment to take in the...
The Professor’s Assistant

The Professor’s Assistant

The old man looked great. He was flying across the floor, spurting out chemistry theory like it was music. Professor Millard seemed to go through phases like that. Last month he had looked like he was about to die. He had been pale and his hair was wispy and limp. But...