Night Librarian in the Lower Stacks
Kenny asks me to retrieve books from the lower stacks and it dawns on me that he’s scared, he’s really scared.
Flash Fiction
The Name Of The Buyer Was Not Disclosed
The representative from the auction house made him feel stupid for thinking it would appear at his compound intact, as it first had walked this land some eighty million years ago.
He, Clarius
... as if tired, falls to the floor and Clarius turns to face the noise, but not his entire body, Clarius is not, like the other patrons...
Nesting Bowls
I’m not complaining, I love him but also cooking and baking, too, most of all
Troubles
The bar had seen more ivory knocked loose than a Zimbabwe poachers convention.
Santa
I grabbed a cigarette with sweaty fingers and took my first drag in five years, eleven months and twelve days.
It Could Happen at Any Moment
No, I persist. I’ve never heard of him, I say, while looking for an exit.