A Walk to the End of Time
Like ash from a burned-out wildfire, humanity drifts away. The weightless world inside continues beyond the skulls that birthed and
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Surreal Estate
Clowns! Surreal estate agents. We love them – and we fear them. We love them for their jollity, and we’re
Dreadful Joy
Life is crazy and irrational. That’s why I became a fiction writer. I wanted to experience some control in my
Firedrake atop the Runic Tree
She coils where the carved letters end, where the topmost branch forgets it was ever wood and remembers only sky.
Crapulent Aliens
It’s the radioactivity. It inebriates them. Something about what we call the weak nuclear force, that shy, unglamorous cousin of