Category Archives: short stories

It turned out yellow was all around us and the irony had not escaped me. It did not get by Bando either but very little escaped the blind man. And it started like this—   “Tell me about yellow,” Bando asked … Continue reading →

Carter caressed every bullet in the palm of his hand before sliding it into the clip. He had done this many times before but tonight, in the dark, it felt poetic. Each of the cold lead tips seemed to punctuate his sadness and … Continue reading →

I had seen her smile hundreds of times, maybe a thousand, but she wasn’t smiling this morning. “Why don’t you go for a walk on your own today,” it was a cool statement not a question. “I need some time to myself.” “Uhhh…oh…okay,” I … Continue reading →

“We made a mistake. We did not give him enough of the cooling powder.” “The probe is in place, is it not?” “Yes, but he woke and saw us with the cutting lights, and gave a human scream.” “Will he remember us?” “Perhaps in his human dreams, … Continue reading →

Clem Potts licked his cracked lips and swallowed at the rippling sky. Today his desert sky was a giant umbrella of liquid blue, like a lake turned upside down. Empty of flying fish and swimming birds, it was just blue empty. Clem shrugged off the crazy thoughts and looked … Continue reading →

     “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore,” Dorothy said clutching her dog to her chest. “We must be over the rainbow!”  Then the video clip scrambled and died like it had done nineteen times before.      Gracie wished to go … Continue reading →

     Deanna Markham was losing the race, again. She was second in a slothful race across the courtyard of her seniors home with the wheelchair-bound, Dora Lee Schmidt. Two elder tortoises in a juvenile competition to get to their favorite perch; a view of … Continue reading →