I stroke the port wine stain on his temple. I remember the day our parents brought him bundled home during a historic cold snap. He was shriveled and small like the sundried tomatoes Mom snuck into all our food. I promised to look after him.… more
I stroke the port wine stain on his temple. I remember the day our parents brought him bundled home during a historic cold snap. He was shriveled and small like the sundried tomatoes Mom snuck into all our food. I promised to look after him.… more
On the ledge, the short man looked down. He felt the lonely tent behind him. In front of him, there was the storm, moving black and slow.… more
When King Karson groggily awoke, he found his wrists and ankles tied to a chair, bound with strong, soft, golden rope. He was naked, and in an unfamiliar room, with an unfamiliar woman standing before him.… more
Below him, the sea churned, spitting white foam. He saw jellyfish floating in groups, stark against the white. Purple, clear, and blue. The purple ones looked the most poisonous. He imagined they had the power of a box jellyfish which kills its victim in minutes.… more
At the sight of the pills both drop their petty feud in support of their shared goal. Nothing paints over spats like a clear manifestation of a future. Wedding rings can smooth over irreconcilable differences for years.… more
Roused by the cacophony of a weather alert on his phone, Rudy Gantt stared out the RV’s windshield and noted that the space between earth and sky had gone matte gray during his nap. He didn’t see a twister, only swipes of flat, cream-white cloud against the new darkness.… more
When I finish, me and Freedom are going to the doctor. Going to get that dialysis, going to hook Freedom up to that machine, get that stuff out of him. He’s dying. Gotta get him living, again. That means two things: Five Rules and getting Freedom where he needs to go, get him fixed up.… more
One second, I was just standing there. The next, I was experiencing intense sensations. Then you were gone. Probably forever.… more
It was strange to kiss a man and not shout food.… more
I bet there’s a really fun girl inside that shell you’re wrapped up in, just dying to get out! For three seconds there is only silence—the camera crawling into her face as she considers Alice’s question. Is she trying to survive this confrontation? Does she agree with her? Does she feel shame?… more