Fiction – Page 2 – cereal after sex

“Ecstasy!?” Melba cried out. “What kind of ecstasy has been going on in here? Do you not see the pictures… Read more.

Weird Hair and Roses

She is beautiful on a space sofa, that cushioned ass. The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail. A tale… Read more.

An empty Coke bottle sits on a worn, brown Formica table in a restaurant booth. The resting back and seat… Read more.

John Horatio Smith was an odd man. He sold top hats in the men’s boutique down the street. The street… Read more.

Her cactus bed smelled like butter nectar. She swears that lying down on the thorns helps her back, yet all… Read more.

The Salaman stood inside a half-circle shower stall made of smooth zoo stone and let the water spray upon him.… Read more.

There stands a window of gray, impenetrable. Clocks sway like soldiers’ hooves. The popping of the bombs as they hit… Read more.

Alabaster eggplants frolic in a purple haze. Munchkins drop acid and watch Wizard of Oz repeatedly until one jumps out… Read more.

Steel Brandenburg III felt the presence of a large wild animal as he stood on the back patio of the… Read more.

It was a greasy Sunday morning and there was a chill in the air for it being May. We pulled… Read more.

Mary O’Shea blundered into the house and kicked off her shoes. Her husband, the constable, was sitting in his relaxing… Read more.

A dark day rises gallantly toward the sun. Love is tattooed on the skin of beckoning stars. Red huts line… Read more.