He slipped into the room, invisible yet again. No one knew him. No one saw him. No one cared. He smiled briefly, allowing himself the modicum of joy. His anonymity served him well.

Hot fat and delirium congealed somewhere at the base of his skull. The time of magic and will had given way to a chaos unanticipated by the great tomes. To be undone by a pan of

They stepped off the train only to stand in wonder. It had been a long time in the making to get to where they were today. Little fingers enclosed his large ones and

I saw a sailor in there. I also saw another sailor over there near that. Another two over there by that riverbend and also at that oxbow. I didn’t see them for nothing and neither

Remember, remember, remember... (write it down, where's a pencil?) FIRST: Underwear. (and then) SECONDLY: Pants.

"What's black and white and red all over?"

She painstakingly removed the outer shell with an xacto knife and the lid of an old pen. Times were tough at Science Beat magazine, but an alien first contact like this would get

Seven below zero and still the daisies find a way to blossom -- stuck like a pento in the lake frost during the Winter festival...that's where they found her.

Joe slipped off his slippers and Mildred set her revolver on the nightstand. They tucked in and kissed goodnight. They hoped it would be a peaceful one, after that damn Bridge tour

I have to include my part of the science report before the conference began!

The Great Bird Rebellion was set off by overcrowding. 24 birds in a pie! That's not even enough room to think much less move. Their first kill was the baker, then they went after

There once was a man from Nantucket

I was walking down the beach, soaking in the summer, salty air when my phone rang. It was unexpected. It whipped me out of my day dreaming. I quickly go to answer it and I was shoc

"The problem with collaboration," she smiled over her glasses, "is that a G-rated thought can easily be spiked with an x-rated intent. How do we capitalize on such unintended

Returning, the stream took too long to recall itself. It had just passed Nostalgia and was approaching the Cliffs of Regret. The Cliffs of Insanity were much more north and in anot

It was amazing, that a lost tribe dwelled in the center of Nickolodeon's amusement park at the Mall of America. They were discovered when

As I picked myself up off the road I realised my vision had been reduced to that of a tunnel with a pin of white light at the end, darkness surrounded this and the world stretched

If death were a person, I would call him a greedy bitch. He always had a way of taking the good people away, leaving the assholes behind for me to deal with.

It was 7:30 in the AM and 10 below, but there we were standing on top of the mountain in our

"How many skulls are there?" she asked. "Why? You lining them up for a dance?" I said, smirking. "There are four hundred tibiae in that box. Any more than two-fifty and