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Up to the Mountains and Down to the Countryside

Mrs. and Mr. Sunday

The Wife

It was disorienting. Checking into a hotel as if undercover. Using a last name she…

The Appointment

I had a cavity, right up until the day before my appointment, I swear to God.

The Tyranny of Numbers

The large Boeing 747 was making it’s final touchdown on the “glance-in-the-ocean” airport strip at SFO international…

Shunyata

On the first Monday of last June my girlfriend Carrie’s mom got diagnosed with end-stage breast cancer and was dead the following Tuesday. It was one of those reverse miracles, an absolute mind-fuck. Me and Carrie flew to her parents’ house in Cleveland for the funeral. It was the first time I’d met her dad. I…

The English Teacher

The sidewalks churned with early morning errand-runners trying to stay ahead of the pedestrian rush-hour. All greedily…

First-person shooter

The object of the game is not to kill people, but to eliminate, in order of significance and severity, the fashion…

Hydraulics

Gayle taps ashes into a saucer as Lyle walks toward her from the living room. He looks first at the ashes and then at the cigarette that…