Tag Archives: short story

Carnival of Farts

“Oh my god, Alli, I can’t believe you missed tonight, it was the best!” Alli’s roommate Becca flung herself down on the couch. Alli didn’t even look up from their laptop. “I was busy.” “Busy being boring. That paper isn’t due for like four whole days.” Which meant Becca hadn’t touched it yet and would […]

Hero Day

The bells in the towers rang out through the kingdom on the first anniversary of evil vanquished. From behind reinforced palace walls dripping with spikes and arrow slots, the queen heard music drift up from the town. “The townspeople celebrate our success,” she said offhandedly as her dresser laid out the day’s finery. “Yes ma’am. […]

At the Edge of the World

At the Edge of the World Dave thought it was a Tuesday when the stranger came. He’d tried to keep track, but it was hard. He was certain he’d missed days in his counting. There was no work week without civilization to insist on it. The world was gone and the only time that still […]

Like the Sun

“His smile is like the sun.” Everything froze at those words and I looked about the crowded ballroom, trying to find him. The man who smiled the sun. He wasn’t here. It was foolish to think that he was, that he could be here and I wouldn’t have known. Still, I looked about the ballroom […]

The Stylist

“Nice costume!” The words flung themselves at me, punctuated with mocking laughter. This was not a costume party. I was not in costume. It was these children in their colorful suits and paisley prints and patterns stacked on top of patterns who were in costume. “How do you do it?” I asked the only person […]