Finished Folds (1321—1340)
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2t on his bed of broccoli. Mr Floppy Pants inhaled junk food like it was a transitory fad, but his pants still fell down inadvertently. One day, his friend Mr Cogno suggested a belt
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3ver and see how well he does in his corporate world of lies, control, slavery, prostitution, monochromatic color schemes, geometric living spaces, and haute cuisine. Yeah,
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4Jesus's mom finally PM'd his best friends. Bill Medford gave Jesus his Rapture ticket. "Here, you go. I love you, bro." Ibrahim hugged him. "Yeah, bro, it all happens within Allah,
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9vibrating like crazy. She endured a few moments of stray radio stations and then everything came into focus, everything in synch. All was still, all in tune, just for a moment.
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8to trim the deckled edges of the book I like to call my life in a way that would not make it look even more deckled? The cat might have my tongue, but I can still type ...
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1travel just "the" world, but all the worlds, and all the spaces in-between, and the complement of those as well. Agneszka had seen this whole dinner-mint thing before, but Kasomir
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4because he knew he was packing mustard packets and no metal detector would detect them. The waiter did object to being tried in a TV courtroom with a celebrity j
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3"Come along, chum," he said to Patsy's little boy as they boarded the train. "Maybe you could help me catch a shark." Jimmy did wonder about "pathetic" because he thought he lacked
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5Mrs. Crepuscule looked out upon the playground. She was an orphan with no children of her own. But when her students opened umbrellas and started screaming on a nice spring day,
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11But a moment later, I knew there was a chance. In three weeks I could regrow my luxurious armpit hair, braid it and bead it, and she could never top that. Hah!
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12sea-monkey mind and illuminated her path into Magical Reality. The Sea Monkeys introduced her to the Holy Ocarina then showed her their coffee-table book of Bob Venosa paintings
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5We were running up a dune and everything was slipping away: our minds, our histories, our folkways. "Here." A hand, a bundle wrapped in sigiled goatskin, an empty hand. What did
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4I burst through my own chest finally, but not before I fell onto the table, scattering my friends' cell phones and entrees. I emerged refreshed, like a gelatinous, elegant phantasm
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8a toasted tuna sandwich with bacon bits, plated however the chef desired. Hot the dog was pretty laid back about presentational details. He just enjoyed life and hoped we all did.
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4After an unexpectedly brief tour of the countryside, Leighton Milford docked his aeroskiff with a grimace of dismay in the stellarium above 19 Sutton Mews. His terrified passenger,
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4After three days of silence, the cat said: "I'm tired of your condescending tone." I was shocked! No idea such resentment could build up over a sincere "kitty kitty." The awkward m
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4In a prologue set years earlier when some sort of weather typical for the setting was to be expected, a domestic animal woke an incidental character in the usual way. This presaged
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7I surely hope so, especially considering --" The supporting character waited long noiseless moments before excusing himself. "You know, this was just a walk-on role." But a noise
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5Stickman shuddered in holy terror as new sticks sprouted out of him in all directions and dimensions. The Prophecy! "Stickmen Must Unite!" resonated throughout time as his kin
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6Philip K. Dickens wondered whether Scrooge was even human as he toiled over pointless numbers late one festive evening in the heart of the heartless metropolis. Cratchit seemed hum