The Curse of Gary (Part 104)

"I thought this was your home,” said Victor. Gary looked at Victor with a splash of anger in his eyes. He wiped his nose on the back of his hand, then wiped the back of his hand on his pants. “This isn’t my home,” he said. “I once lived here, but...” His look softened and... Continue Reading →

A Slow March (The Final Part)

The sky is blue today. Leafy trees, just taller than myself, line the path. Eight months of the year they are bare, arching over like claws. Now they are lush and green. One month a year they flower. Now they are in full bloom. Wide, open stars of deep red. Around me, men are either... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 103)

As Victor stared in wonder at the grey-haired gentlemen before him (who had appeared to him the previous night as a child), a smile stretched out across his face. He leaned back in his chair. "What the... I mean... look at you. What happened?" Gary shrugged. "I just thought I'd make myself older." "Wait. You... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 100)

A peaceful minute or two passed; Victor stood leaning against the kitchen bench, while Gary looked around the room with his newly-healed eyes, smiling. After testing out his restored vision, he turned to Victor, whose look was full of thought. Gary lowered his eyes. "You're probably wondering what's going on—all the weird stuff in this... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: Eulogy

"Well, what can you say about Uncle Bert that wouldn't further tarnish his reputation? He was a good man, I suppose. Not in the traditional sense of the word, but perhaps in comparison with some of his 'business associates', none of whom have turned up today to pay their respects, I see. Although, to be... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 65)

The man in black sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I'm just supposed to... supposed to fight." He began pacing back and forth. "Oh, this is bad. I saw what you did to the others. You're really good. I don't wanna get beaten up like that. I just want to die, you know?... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 49)

Back in the bedroom, he sat at the desk and returned to the reading that breakfast had postponed. The blue, green, and purple dots on the page appeared for a few seconds as a random burst of bubbles, bright and enchanting—but meaningless. Then Victor began to discern the words spelled out in green dots, reading:... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: “Raging Joe” Williams

The baseball world is today mourning the loss of Joseph "Raging Joe" Williams. The former Atlanta Braves star died peacefully in his home yesterday, aged seventy-three. He is survived by his wife, Marsha. In today's sporting landscape, where loyalty is traded for multi-million-dollar paychecks, where political activism grabs more headlines than on-field performance, and where... Continue Reading →

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