No one will see me in my GREAT BOX DISGUISE! (thought the cat.)

We are whirling and twirling out of control, but everything is under control. We are always being controlled, even when we don't know it. Someone has control of the controller.

Her friends fight back. She does not. Her friends die. She survives.

after a single day of working as a cook, Flippy the burger-flipping robot has stopped flipping. It wasn't the high pressure job, zero pay, or menial repetition that got to Flippy.

I finally understood toothpaste for dinner. It is still not my favorite but in a pinch it will do. I had a list to do. I woke in a room in my bed. My Sun in the sky. My earth under

What's more he was wearing wizard pajamas and touting red rope licorice in both hands. Clearly this was not the man we were meant to visit tonight. Nevermind that the pjs were

He'd just make up new lyrics to songs on the fly, much to the amusement - and annoyance - of others. Today he was singing, "Buh buh buh butterface, buh buh butterface" as he

I could spend an hour watching her garden and nothing more! And even when off-angle, tilting ever-so-closer to complete balance, both physical and mental balance I enjoy the view.

The Sun screamed, and Barnes smiled. "Such a miracle, brethen" He muttered

She stirred me…stimulated, motivated, and provoked me. Hours after we withdrew, she excited me…and thrilled me…and aroused me. ...I have no clue how I'm staying awake for this film

77 conjoined fighting fish, each a master in their own fish martial art, circled each other warily as the Colosseum slowly filled with water.

Can a carnivorous plant meet, fall in love with and marry a human woman with a an allergy to poison ivy and bees? How would they cross pollinate? Did she even know what a stamen

If Jim had one thing going for him, it wasn't good looks, good luck, a lightning fast intellect, nor a sexy cop wife. Each of things was had by Doug, who'd married his own sister

One of the doctors who caught the end of it said that he’d knocked down three of them before the last one hit him in the head with a brick.” “A brick!?” I yelped. The floodgates

One time, there were two men, who ran a beauty parlor, three doors down from the evangelical "Four Square Church and Tabernacle." It had been five days since the six o'clock

Her kids loved dinosaurs, but she couldn't take them to the natural history museum with its lies about evolution and how the earth had existed longer than the Bible said.

I'm not convinced that's really a star. She whispered her thoughts to me on the hillside, and then we watched it sail across the horizon. It's not, I told her, it's

And the parade lines reformed for the ribbon cutting. My parents were in the brass section & Meryl with her flute. They played & marched & I cut open the gift. And the parade lines

Jim stepped off the porch, crying through his nose and coughing the shit up like it contained his regret. He'd gone to make the last payment in person, but she'd invited him in.

The night would only last four more months, but he needed a tan for prom or else he was literally going to disappear into the photographer's flash. Spray tan was out, but microwave