Stampede
The Calgary Stampede had roared into town. My friend Sharon and I met at the Fairgrounds’ entrance at 8:00 PM. We pushed our way through the crowds, trying to keep each other in sight…
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Threadbare
I’m shivering in a hospital gown and Hanes underwear. A nurse brings me another blanket, crisp with hot starch. I want to cry.
A New Dawn
Don was awoken early by a familiar pain in his left knee. He rubbed the swollen joint as he sat upright in bed. Sighing, he glanced at…
The CFO
The objective of the meeting with Knowles Sanderson was to present the fourth quarter financial outlook for the General Disc Corporation. These projections were of vital importance…
Little Stars
David and I were still awake at 3 am. The moon wasn’t full, that wasn’t the reason, but the Perseids were doing their August trick, showering meteors like streaks of sleep dust from the sandman, mocking us.
Neon
Dave looked at the neon sign in the corner of the bar window: ‘DEAD END.’ Even though the name…
Slowing Down
Dr. Mica Monroe crossed the kitchen with four clicks of her six inch heels and opened the refrigerator door. Twenty one neatly stacked…
Against Ruins, in Praise of Pink
“Yes, yes. Over there is fine. Just under the middle window. Thank you so much,” Braynah said, directing the two workmen. Both men, in burly middle age…
Hail Mary
I’m crammed in with forty-nine other pairs of feet, shackled in steel. It’s kinda like a reverse Oreo of…