Were he not sitting in the bleachers of his old high school he hadn’t visited in fifty-some years, old Carl might have assumed the woman approaching him nothing more than a cruel mirage. Time had treated her well–certainly better than him, and though they were both in their late seventies, she didn’t look a day …
Kelly picked up the hardback copy of the seemingly nameless book Mary had given her earlier in the day and hovered her hand over the cover. She’d been as explicit as a person could be when warning her not to read it since it was allegedly so bad it killed anyone who dared peruse its …
It’s funny; I’d always been among the people facetiously clamouring for an extinction of the human race. We’ve been through a hell of a lot. Pandemics, genocides, famines. If you can imagine it, it’s probably part of history. Yet as I sit here with one hand around my wife, gripping the couch with the other, …
Daughter dearest, Delilah, delicate dandelion dancing in a field of flowers that can never compare to your iridescent soul. Today is your birthday, and so I give you the warmest regards a father is able, the brightest a man can spare lest he should wish to join you. Today, you would have been ten years …
