The Pleasure Chair
"What's the matter? You look surprised." The fox looked around the room astonished. "It isn't like I'd expected," he said, looking at the minimal and modern yet warm and organic furniture that gave this small, windowless chamber a...
Decontamination Day
Darrin was afraid. The young civet sat restlessly in the iron-clad basement of his suburban home, sitting on an uncomfortable wooden bench across from his mother and sister. Silence. Deathly silence. Most of the thinking people in the land...
Aurora Vera
Gone now the thrush, her night song to rest And on her rowan post, the sparrow In renewed behest, Summons her sire the sun from his chamber, A tawny young daughter, a father of amber. But his eyes open not for the quarrelsome...
Play On
I sing in a voice weakened by shouting, A voice weakened by hunger, By tears, By sickness; Hear my song; I shall sing in spite of these. I dance with feet wounded by asperity, Feet blistered by marching, By wandering, By hard...
The Ride to the Function
I once rode with someone I knew to a function. That is, by someone I knew, I mean someone I had never met once in my life, and by "function," my meaning is inconsequential to the story and the reader need know nothing more about it. I sat across from...