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There used to be a time when teevee stations would sign-off for the evening, one-thirty in the morning, after the late show, after Letterman or whatever. They’d run the National Anthem or a praye...


I went to the K-Mart going-out-of-business sale to mourn an America that has now passed away, no less grotesque in its consumerism but certainly less invasive. An America past where at least the ...


God not as a Norse-Christian hairy thunderer nor hippie-dippy New Age cosmic muffin but God, God as the ocean, God as the sea. God, vast bottomless ancient insanely powerful, powerful in a way th...


God sat at Her desk, being interviewed for some documentary: “Humans, not my best work, I’ll admit. Kind of a rush-job. I was having trouble with the husband at the time, most of R&D was tied...


“We could call the band The Cognitive Dissidents,” Ethan considered, “you know, like, a pun on the phrase Cognitive Dissonance?” “I know what cognitive dissonance is,” Julia acquiesced, “but don’...


Aren’t we all just on the run from a collection of ever-shifting ghosts within the mazes that are the insides of our minds? Aren’t we all just sprinting from one place to another, eating our grie...


If God’s like a genie in a lamp but you only get one wish, I certainly wasted mine early. It felt necessary at the time, but I was just a child, I didn’t know the life I’d have laid out for me, t...


Nearly everyone remembers the scene in “Peter Pan” when his shadow tries to escape from its attachment then Wendy captures and manages to sew it back on, yes? Have you ever wondered why his shade...


I’m astonishingly lucky that my favorite curse word “damn” is considered a relatively tame one. You may not want to say it in front of a child or in church unless you’re quoting from the Bible ve...


In every timeline where we killed Hitler early, things ended up as least as bad. Usually worse. Here at Zeitgeist Time Management, sitting outside of causality, we learned this the hard way. Ever...


Sometimes I feel my life has been defined by how few risks I’ve taken, how little stomach I have them. I can’t even parallel park for fear of smashing someone’s car, every driver’s test I’ve take...


“Gramma,” Jasmine asked, “one more tonight?” “All right,” her grandma pretended to chide but was happy to oblige, “one more then your mom says you must sleep for school tomorrow.” “Oh-kaaay,” the...


The machine did its job, for better and for worse, it froze me in 1998 and I woke up twenty years later. My closest family dead, my last relationship a shamble, a cryogenics experiment seemed a d...


In the development of the NSA’s dur-a-sim android series, as body doubles, spies and assassins when the use of a human agent was uncalled for, the sticking point near the end of the process was o...


Henry David Thoreau wrote about the thrills of splendid isolation in the vastness of his New England wilderness in a cabin a mile-and-a-half from town, where he could walk back to the family home...


When Andre Roussimoff’s eyes opened again, he was in the back of a truck in the fields of France, just like when he was young, even though even then he had not been small. He’d been Andre The Gia...


After five years as an alien abductee, I’ve a lot more sympathy for house-pets, I’ll give you that much for free. When I went months without seeing another person, just the big ugly things that w...


They said it was the most humane way they had to “deal” with us but some days, I’m not so sure. I mean, I’m glad they didn’t kill me. I’m glad I’m not a guinea pig locked up in some laboratory so...


When they announced they’d finally cracked universal translation technology, as had been predicted for decades in pulp science-fiction, near and far the whole Earth rejoiced. Finally, they said, ...


It’s a mutually-beneficial arrangement for both sides or, to state it more honestly, for the two of the sides that have any say in the matter, anyway. That’s the whole point of making big money. ...


What do you do when you find that you’ve been rusted into place? What do you do when you’ve lost so much of yourself you don’t even know who you are anymore? Piece by piece replaced, in big chunk...


We have this thing broken in our minds, as women and men, where when things become good, something subconscious starts to assume this is just the way that it is now. The good times will continue ...


They ripped one of my arms off, the monsters, and all I could do was stand there, frozen in place, unable to even scream my shock and pain. Loping squishy things, the howling shambling sacs of me...


Hello. Welcome to N.E.S.T. Natal Emulation-Simulation Therapy. If you are reading this, there has been an interruption in your simulation cycle. Do not be alarmed, the interruptions are brief and...


When the zombies finally arrived, it turned out the movies got a few things right and a lot more wrong. Yes, zombies are the animated dead and yes, they crave the flesh of the living but beyond t...


Book Description

Wherein the typist shares flash fiction experiments from writing groups.