His Dark Flag by Axel Howerton

His Dark Flag by Axel Howerton

His Dark Flag ?by Axel Howerton   There is a man who works in my office; he has a wooden leg. It is not an ultra-realistic, scientifically designed and fully-articulated…
The Birthday List by Scott Carpenter

The Birthday List by Scott Carpenter

The Birthday List by Scott Carpenter   I could use some new socks. You know the kind. And maybe a pair of gloves. I wouldn't mind a copy of that…
A Chorus of Shaving by Michael Honda

A Chorus of Shaving by Michael Honda

? ?A Chorus of Shaving ?by Michael Honda   The steam rises up against the walled mirror. My three day beard, but a patch of color reflected off my foggy…
Old Bells, Young Mountains by Eric Bosse

Old Bells, Young Mountains by Eric Bosse

She felt a little drunk from the constant motion of sleeping in the car, but when he asked her to drive she slapped her cheeks and adjusted the rearview mirror.
About Love by Anton Chekhov

About Love by Anton Chekhov

The Proposal by William Adolphe Bouguereau About Love by Anton Chekhov AT lunch next day there were very nice pies, crayfish, and mutton cutlets; and while we were eating, Nikanor,…