There was no vibration at all. It was as if the train was still parked at the station. The magnets flipped on and pulled the train unimpeded by friction. It had to speed up gradually lest the g-force suck the iPhone from everyone’s hands. Lester couldn’t get out of Kyoto fast enough; even 350 miles … Read moreBored Game
Oil lamps flickered near doorways, on tables and around the bar. The damp cedar sawdust on floor had a sweet and sour quality to it as it mixed with spilled beer, spit, and manure tracking in from the street. The blubber that once insulated great sea creatures now gave a squat lamp an orange flame … Read moreLooking for Mr. Goodbones
An avalanche of primary-colored balls bounced vigorously along multiple chutes emptying into a non-stop stream of shipping containers. The technology of these playthings gave them a never-ending happy shine and when held were firm like a racquetball. On impact they became soft and pliable, but would quickly firm up, and be ready again for play. … Read moreEating Healthy
Golden juice was dribbling from the back of the rental truck, leaving a sticky-sweet trail for miles. Time was running out. The truck wasn’t refrigerated and the countless pineapples stuffed inside were rapidly softening and turning to juice. Frank tried to drive at night when it was cooler, and during the day park the truck … Read morePineapple Fruitcake
The inside of Elli’s car glimmered orange light as she lit up her cigarette, and took a long, deep pull of smoke. The engine had been running for half an hour but no heat came from the vent; just the smell of burning. She pulled her coat up around her neck and sucked again on … Read moreNews of the Wild
Edging Winch was born unloved Her mother the victim of a man ungloved Edging Winch floated in the womb Amidst a stew of booze and fumes Edging Winch’s limbs were twigs Not unlike a guinea pig’s Left upon a church’s stoop Her skin the hue of old pea soup Edging Winch’s hungry cries Like … Read moreEdging Winch
Laverne stepped onto a milk crate, in front of a hand-painted poster of old men and women tossing away their canes; wavy-haired men flexing their muscles; trim-waisted women admiring their jewels; and apple-cheeked children scoring touchdowns. Laverne followed the circus, setting up just outside the grounds, along with the other traveling salesmen. The poster hung … Read moreNot of Heaven Nor of Earth