Horror

Bullied By Mondrian The Aesthetic movement (which you’ll call Symbolism or Decadence if you took French in high school) occupied the second half of the nineteenth century. It was a…

“I hit my fay-the on a caw-r,” I told the dentist. “That’s funny,” he said, muffled by his blue velvet mask. “Most people would say the car hit their face.”…

(written with D. M. Burke) “Cookie Puss Crowd” Putting Wrists at Risk of Devastating Disorder You scream, I scream! That next “Fudgy” could give you a handful of trouble, experts…

Maureen lived alone. Truly alone: not only what people think of as alone, that is to say, living without other humans. Not even alone alone, that is to say, without…

The face was unnaturally long. Its cheeks were sunken in. It was not a human face. Of course it wasn’t. What did I expect except a vague approximation? But it…

CALL HIM MR. H-MAN Hard meat, sexy sinew, gristle and sleek shimmy skin. His hairless head reflects the infrared and U.V., baleful as a bugzapper at midnight. Naked, handsome chest…

1597 A.D., KOREA. Lord Admiral, I make my report. We made quick work of invading Korea. They fled before us. We came from all sides. Heads flew like hewn flowers,…

You don’t know the world you live in. You think you do, but you have noooo idea. Beyond the depth of your living room and the bright yellows and muted…

“Money in for the very first round of the second year,” called Simon, “come on, hands in pockets. But freshers” — he smiled his famous smile at the girl next…

The groom’s mother fawned over her 25-year-old son. Rita McKay was dressed in a pale pink skirt suit, looking like Jackie Kennedy without the pillbox hat. She set down her…