Through the window, the servants watched the two older Ms. Sleerlys comfort Rose by the pool. One would have assumed Abitha Sleerly, 60, Marta Sleerly, 45, and Rose Sleerly, 22, grandmother, mother, and daughter. The buxom blondes had the same high cheekbones, small noses, and ample breasts. They were related. As of this Friday, they were all …
“Big news today. Scientists at LEADRA Institute have found definitive proof that God… does not exist.” The anchor swallows. His eyes flutter. He clears his throat and exposes his pearly smile. “Next up, Miley Cyrus talks dating at 158.” Faith turns off her VR set. Across the worlds billions do the same; this is not …
Darla had always avoided passing the terrarium. She vividly recalled how Bryce’s Diamondback had rattled its tail her first time over— how it had lunged. “You’re safe,” Bryce had said as the venom slid down the glass. The snake’s cold eyes said otherwise: I will get you one day. One day Darla awoke …
It’s been eons since my death. I’ve witnessed my own funeral and then those of my loved ones. My children… grandchildren… great grandchildren. I’ve watched humankind itself grow old and die. Earth turns alien. New life is born, evolves, then dies. Nothing joins me in my ghostly watching. Maybe I’m a glitch in the program. …
Maybe was peeing in the back yard when it happened. There was a fluttering from behind, and then the thing drifted down from the sky. His tail wagged with joy. He thought it was a strange frisbee or a strange ball someone threw. Except this frisbee smelled like chicken and moved. Maybe wondered what the …
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The gods decreed that the cupids of the world would no longer meddle in the love of humans. It was the age of consent and love would be agreed to by interested parties. The cupids went to other trades. Not Cave Cupid; he hid. Love-binding unsuited parties was his bliss. Their fights— music to …
The artist peeked around the corner. Good. The bitch was sleeping. The artist inspected the abandoned room; it wasn’t her ideal location, but her art would be safe. The old woman who owned the place had already ripped down two of the artist’s prior installations. Sure, she didn’t pay rent, but that didn’t give the …
CONTENT WARNING: Sexual Harassment Arlene lowered her serving tray. The two men were in her section again, staring. “Don’t worry, sugar, I’ll take them,” said Dixie. Arlene gnawed at her lip. Thank God for the other girls because the managers were useless. It didn’t matter how Arlene downplayed her figure; men always found a …
CONTENT WARNING: Suicide For some, life flashes before their eyes when they die. Not for John. No… he saw it all slowly. From birth onward, he experienced it all again with new clarity. Life was a dance between pleasure and pain, each moment, transitory. He enjoyed every moment of it until he got to …
They had a wonderful wedding rehearsal and now lie curled up in bed. “I’m not Ken.” Eva laughs at that. Of course he’s Ken! His mother just showed all his baby photos. Ken is a twin—or was—before… She looks at his scarred face. “Ken, the good son, started the fire. Ken, the good son, died. So, Brian, …