Fiction

Planes, Trains, and…

Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no brains, Planes, trains, no…

Recycled Offal Tower Cake

See the spicy dicey googly-eyed boy. 45 years young, mustachioed, fat, addicted to the sweet cadaverous scent of freshly dug up bones. Snorted, boofed, sometimes even just swallowed, can’t get enough of them, this boy. This child of a mere 45 years. A giant killer, he calls himself…

Love At The Hour of Coronation

“What’s love got to do with it?” you inquire of the lingerie-clad mannequin laying on your bed. For this…

Humpty Dumpty:A Primer For Good Little Children

Variations On A Meme

“We need to start a dialogue about the glass ceiling.”