Science Fiction

The knock at his door was expected. It was the short, rotund man he found in the hallway outside his apartment when he answered the knock, that surprised Evan. Dark…

This story, read by the author, may be listened to here. It was half-past twelve when the Thing slid into my back seat. A fellow sees all kinds in this…

  Nullity, lethe, preoccupy. And fear comes over me. Heavy shadows slipping from corners, quickly sliding, cover my face. A thick blanket falls and suffocates. Shadows of death, everywhere, leave…

A croc exhaled at a nearby table, streaming a rainbow mist worthy of a Lucky Charms cereal box. A feathered woman sat next to me, close enough to scrape my…

Introduction In The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, William Blake declares that “as the sayings used in a nation mark its character, so the Proverbs of Hell show the nature…

2045: Old Man, Summer Night Turnersburg, Friday night in June. Most folks home devicing the local news, local meaning Fairview, the larger statezone fifty kilometers up Route 063, where the…

Sitting in his car parked on the street, Josh Germaine stared up at the yellow light that spilled through the sliding glass door onto the balcony of his third-story apartment. “I oughta go up there,” he muttered to himself, “make sure that bitch doesn’t take off with more of my stuff.”

Ran got up from her seat and led me back to the cabin. Our cabin. As soon as the door was locked, she took off my collar.

How could I have forgotten that this was the very night Picasso and Apollinaire would be arrested for stealing the Mona Lisa?

If I’d not been the old-fashioned sort, choosing to wait before having my Audrey move in with me, unlike a lot of men, I wouldn’t have been so wrong-footed by her that night. I’d have watched her getting ready in our home, naturally, and questioned her about a few details of her accoutrement before we went out for the evening — and thus been somewhat prepared for her later behaviour.