You Shall Know Our Velocity

You Shall Know Our Velocity

“I want to marry this country,” I said. “It’s a good country,” Hand said. “I want to spend a lifetime here.” “Yeah.” “I could do it.” “Right.” And my mind leaped ahead, skipping and whistling. In...
How We Are Hungry – Quiet

How We Are Hungry – Quiet

I asked her if she worried about losing her job, if she was caught on film. I put my knuckle to my lips. “Not really,” she said. “There are lots of jobs. There are so many things to do. Too damned many, really. It might be time to move anyway. This...
What Is The What?

What Is The What?

I realize that my mouth is soaked and the tape is no longer firmly attached. I blow, and to my surprise, the left half of the tape flaps away. I can speak if I want to speak. ‘Excuse me,’ I say. My voice is soft, much too quiet. There is no indication he hears me....
Short Short Stories

Short Short Stories

What The Water Feels Like To The Fishes Like the fur of a chinchilla. Like the cleanest tooth. Yes, the fishes say, this is what it feels like. People always ask the fishes, ‘What does the water feel like to you?’ and the fishes are always happy to oblige....