Damned If I Do
Epigenesis “What are you doing?” the trout asks. “I’m turning on the...
Epigenesis “What are you doing?” the trout asks. “I’m turning on the...
You only ever get to feel certain about the future once it’s already turned into the past....
At three o’clock in the morning Eurydice is bound to come into it. After all, why did I sit...
If we accept objects don’t exist… There is a chair in front of me. A nice red wooden...
But depression wasn’t the word. This was a plunge encompassing sorrow and revulsion far...
The Madman. Have you ever heard of the madman who on a bright morning lighted a lantern and ran to...
Because whether you murder or not, that’s the trouble, it makes no difference in the...
The trigger gave. I felt the underside of the polished butt and it was there, in that sharp but...