It was what they had both wanted. Pulsing club music. Alan’s hands on the man’s hips. A bright smile with a wicked hook. When they kissed, it had been more like crashing. Collision.… more
It was what they had both wanted. Pulsing club music. Alan’s hands on the man’s hips. A bright smile with a wicked hook. When they kissed, it had been more like crashing. Collision.… more
Everyone loved to bite me, to take little pieces of me whenever they felt like it.… more
An old man is confronted with an existential terror encroaching upon his land.… more
I made a rule in the old apartment not to answer the phone during exercise time, but this was a new house, my house. I make a new rule, pull the phone out.… more
Young God pulls his Dream Team from a roadside culvert, spins Lucifer from cornsilk—because not having a favorite is beyond even God’s young powers.… more
“They’re playing with a stacked deck,” he’d grouse. “Meanwhile, I’m getting dealt noth-ing but jokers.”… more
If I had even an inkling of where to look, I’d sure as hell invest me in some scuba gear, I tell you that much.… more