Crush

Crush

You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and...
Vigil

Vigil

That dope, what crap, he thought angrily. What did that frog know about it? Had Pierre here ever roustabouted in heat over a hundred under Gleb damn Neeling? Who’d give a guy a stout poke in the ribs with a wrench because some minor safety protocol had been (briefly)...
Dr. No

Dr. No

“I know it’s a bright colour,” the owner said. “It’s chartreuse.” “Actually, it’s arctic lime, maybe peridot.” “Okay,” he said. His name was Kenneth Peterman and he wore kelly-green trousers and the...
There Are Little Kingdoms

There Are Little Kingdoms

It was deadening winter, one of those feeble afternoons with coal smoke for light, but I found myself in reliably cheerful form. I floated above it all, pleasantly distanced, though the streets were as dumb-witted as always that day, and the talkshops were a babble of...
Erasure

Erasure

“Where you think you goin’,” Lois bark at her. Penelope laugh it off just as cool as shit. “I’m going to have young Mister—.” She stop and look at me. “What’s your name?” “Van Go.” “That’s right,” she say. “I’m going to have Van here drive me down the hill for a...