The Night Garden

A digression out of On The Knowing Of Cats; He lets Dance direct him, pretending that he doesn’t already know where the man lives. He’s intrigued to learn about the place and its neighborhood through the younger man’s comments. Dance does not give him the usual quick, careful glide into …

Mr. Kent

Dance had no trouble handling the batch of gangbangers on the bus with their boombox turned up too loud. The brown kids were bored, arguing and scuffling with each other. The dred-wearing girls kept slapping each other in sudden gunshot smacks, yelling. At first they sashayed up the aisle, looking …

Freudian Lingerie

Grace really loved her new house. Though it wasn’t large, it was comfortable and snug, and well, cute. She especially loved her wood stove, a beautiful, elegant piece of antique technology. She was standing in front of it now, admiring the cream and gold enameled finish as she scrambled eggs …

Attn: DRIN

Just making sure your little…surveillance problem…got sorted out. Your friends seem like lovely people; would hate for them to have any trouble. As for the other matter…well, I’ll be in touch. Have a nice day.

with a nod to Kiyakotari

“Can’t,” Auren Han said. “Auren.” Can’t get it in words. “Auren.” Han, on his back, clothes almost shed, light dappling him, closed his eyes, not sure why this guy just didn’t get it, didn’t get that that was enough, more than enough, more like too much. “Auren.” Something brushed against …