Misplaced

"Dom, this fucking kid's touching my BDU top again." "So?" the man with specialist shields on his collar sighs. Moments before ending up here, he'd been fantasizing of getting out and doing something else with his life. Living breathing target dummy was not worth a retirement check after all. He was so close to the …

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Angular Slave

I'll likely never know what it takes to stand naked in the chillier days of March, under a star-strewn sky, pulling a God through a Euclidean plane. I'll never know what she felt, working magic she was born to work. But I do know a slave never forgives its master, and neither will I forgive …

One, Two Many

The room is metal with little holes every quarter inch or so. Sound falls as if into a blackhole. Even the clone-advocate's voice as he delivers his judgment. "This is a problem, a big problem." He stops and taps his temple with the eraser of his mechanical pencil. "You have no clue the dilemma here. …

the garden

She was told not to go into the garden. The Vatican botanist was told and refused to listen. She was told and said, "Jesus protects," and she went and screamed for hours just as the queen promised she would. Just as she hoped. Hours for the flowers to grow up into her body, slowly, centimeter …

For the Boy

This is a war story. He knows because he is surrounded by people in camo and in his ears are men screaming for help in between the pop of small arms fire. Patrols are always going out and not coming back. There is little he can do. He doesn't send them out. He doesn't pick …

Houston

She gets off the bus and stands at the curb. It's cold but it should be colder. Where Houston is usually loud and Broadway impossible to cross it being Sunday negates both. The new day sun hurts so she turns away wondering again why she even bothers to come to the city. She's seen all …