“I don’t know why I’m driving,” Donald said. “I never drive myself. And why am I driving a Subaru? It’s made in Chyna.” “It’s made in Japan, Donald,” the hair said, styled majestically, like an eagle swooping down on hapless prey. “Probably still loaded in...
“I kan no longer bewiths you, Yon,” Gisele breathed heavily into the cold spaces of their bedroom. “Whatever do you mean, dear?” John asked, taking off his reading glasses and slipping a bookmark into his battered copy of The Brothers Karamazov. “Yous are not...
I had to hand it to STEVE SMITH. For all his Cryptid ways, he was a forgiving creature. Totally let bygones be bygones, despite the fact I had tried to Sanction him. No, really. I did. “WHAT CHEESE PERSON NEED?” STEVE asked me. “STEVE, SugarFree has...
1: Memory Lane “Grandma, I doan wanna hug no more trees,” Keilyreine said. “But this is the tree, I swear it’s the tree,” Grandma said, hugging the old tree as hard as she could. Her hands were bloody from the rough bark; the front of her dress hung in ribbons....
My knee locked up while I was walking to work, refusing to bend or take any weight. I lowered myself to the dogshit-dotted grass just off the sidewalk. There wasn’t much pain, just a weakness, a sense of failure and fatigue. As suddenly as it began, it stopped, my...
