Fiction

Fables, yarns, tales, fantasies, science fiction, magic realism and other fantastical flavors.

Centaur in Brass 2041

When I was a kid, there were no canals, no vaporettos, no peacekeepers. That San Francisco seems exotically technicolor to me now, like one of those planets the Enterprise visits that seems just like Earth ...

Losing His Head

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him . . .—William Shakespeare To the outside world Jerry Farelli appeared to have everything life could offer: good looks, excellent health, and substantial wealth (albeit derived from a number ...

Incident at Oscuro

She was laying on the edge of the road with her head a good foot past the white line. At first, Tennessee thought that she must've been a large dog; a second later he saw ...

Gleam

I had lost track of the days. The first hint that I was near my destination was the glimmer of the plastic sheets flapping in the desert breeze. It was still early — I tried ...

The Skin Shop

This morning, there is no skin. No callous, no glove, no covering, just pink, flayed tissue with no granulation and white tendons barely holding everything together. I am a study in vivisection. My obicularis oris ...

The Courtship of Lady Boo-Boo

[Apologies to Charles Dodgson] In the land of Nod . . . Tweedledee threw three knives, one after the other; they sailed through the air, spinning in a blur of gray metal and brown leather.Each ...