Liam Lomtick turned the key and unlocked the front door of his second floor apartment somewhere in downtown Buffalo, NY. He shook off the cold, stamped his boots on the mat and stepped inside. He threw his keys on the kitchen table, startling his cat Chuck and awakening his Uncle Rover who had been sleeping … Continue reading Liam and the Mannequins of Ethereal Wisdom
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The men of the church sat at a round table in a room of red velvet and highly polished wood accents. There was a fire blazing in the fireplace and the logs crackled as the men ate ham sandwiches and sipped cherry martinis. They were somewhat disgruntled as they fumbled through folders of papers. Elder … Continue reading Ham Christ
It was morning and the sun was creeping through the blinds like a ghostly brushstroke of boiled lemon yellow light. BunBun O'Brien sat up in bed, put on his glam glasses, and looked at his collection of Easter eggs from outer space. They were arranged neatly on tiny individual egg easels inside a glass cabinet … Continue reading BunBun O’Brien and the Evolution Oven
If he could just dig deeper. If someone out there, anywhere, could just dig a little deeper, then these windows wouldn’t be so gray and the house as a whole wouldn’t be so lonely. Fran Amerika looked out the window while doing the dishes. He whistled while he worked; then the sun went away and … Continue reading The Puppets of Kudzu
I didn’t mean for the kid to fall out. He just did. I was working at the mall when the accident happened. I was the guy who drove the kiddie train all over the place – circle after circle after circle on the top floor of the Paradise Mall down in the valley. It was … Continue reading The Mall Train
PART ONE - THE INTERVIEW Feldon Fartz sat nervously in the waiting area of the Fifth Avenue Doll Salon. His dress clothes were too tight and he was squirming like a worm under the sun after a rock was upturned. His thin and perfectly manicured fingertips were gently strumming the cover of his portfolio. He … Continue reading The Doll Salon
Truman Humboldt walked into the Nawtee Clock Shop in downtown Nawtee, Nebraska and firmly tapped the tip of his walking stick on the tiled floor. “Uh huh, be right with you,” said the old man behind the counter who was busy dissecting the insides of an old clock and trying to make repairs. He stopped, … Continue reading The Lobster Guy