Category: Short Fiction

The Pall Lap

The Swede sat smoking a cigarette in the cafe above the concourse at the Nurburgring. Before they even showed him the contract, they showed him

Past Perfect

I stepped out of the 1983 Pontiac and took off my sunglasses and looked at the house. It was odd how obvious it was that

Fever Dreams

He lay alone in the house they had made together, burning. It had started as just a cough and nausea, but before long, he’d awakened

A Minor Incident

I turned on the hazards and the yellow strobe light and pulled onto the shoulder of the highway. Ahead of me, I could already see

Señor Nazareno

The American awoke in the soft and the cold, and the woman was gone. He shivered and placed a hand on the bed next to

The Teriyaki Guy

Let me tell you about the Teriyaki Guy. He lords over a broad tableau, there in the Teriyaki place. He is king there, in a

Fealty

The old knight stepped down from his horse and gazed out over the lake. Mist drifted over the surface of the water, masking the damp