Rik Bogen: Timeshifter
It is a cube. A perfect cube, almost, at least down to the quantum uncertainty level where such stuff is important.Other than that peculiarity it does not seem to… More
Gulfisland Ferry Road
Little Joe hit Buster from behind with a three-foot section of galvanized steel, hit him so hard the single flat note of it echoed through the welding shop like… More
The Man From Far Away
While clearing out his closet on the day he was to leave his home forever, my father, momentarily alert, unyieldingly stoic, and eighty-eight years at it, offers me an… More
The Septembers of Shiraz
CHAPTER 27Isaac stretches his legs, tapping them with his fingers to help his blood circulate. He is glad to have a sink in his room; he rinses his face… More
Julia Delaney: The American Version
I suppose I will go to hell for biting the nun.Mary says it’s a mortal sin, for certain.Never mind. It was worth it. I would bite her again, if… More
Chiori Miyagawa on Public Lives/Private Lives
(Circa 1956, Nagano, Postwar Japan)There was something suspicious about the death of Yokochi City’s mayor’s daughter. It was a nagging doubt that began when Kazuo saw the obituary in… More
Bwana Burton’s Binoculars
“Tell me, Baba Sidi, I’ve never understood, what exactly did you do on that journey?”“Good question.”“You didn’t carry…”“True.”“You didn’t fight…”“True.”“You didn’t cook…”“True.”“You didn’t wash clothes…”“There were others to do… More
Excerpt of The Lion Dreaming
I invented Rome. The new Rome. The Rome where life is sweet, the place people imagine when they hear the name—that was my idea. It was just an idea,… More