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The Principle Of Moments

From One Cliche To The Next

“Don’t do it,” Emma says.

The man is too smart to pretend he doesn’t know what she means; she’s caught his considering look far too often in the past week. And now he’s wearing that caught-in-the-cookie-jar expression, as if she

Miles to Go

The guide says, “Is everybody ready? Is everybody hanging onto the hand of the person next to you? Okay, we’re turning out the lights, so you can experience what it is like in a cave without human interference. Hang on …

Just Keep Her Busy, Okay? Really Busy.

Dance’s stupid lover, his stubborn man, is still sitting at his desk, even though Dance told him it was bedtime, right now, two weeks of rehearsals from hell and no time for anything but quickies in the shower, god don’t …

The Mayor Loses His Shirt

“I’m trying not to be alarmist here–” Drin says, taking deep breaths.

“Sit, sit,” Dance says, clearing extra throw pillows off the couch. He puts his hands out, offering to stabilize Drin, touching his arm lightly. “Are you okay?”

Emma …

The Geek Grrl Works Out

Emma hates tying her hair up in a ponytail. It makes her look like a middle-aged bitch trying to play cute and drop twenty years, in her not-so-humble opinion. But it’s the only thing that works when she’s trying to …

Unwanted Company

He’s fine at home. Comfortable, warm, easy as falling into a hammock. He doesn’t need other people besides his lovers. Both his lovers. So, a large hammock.

He does not need this.

Drin stares at the co-worker who’s planted himself, …

La Fuente De Alegria

As far as Keisha could tell, she was somewhere north of the Keys. Her inflatable was near enough to land that she could hear the wash of waves over the sandbars. The stench of burning plastics made her grab her …

Cat Thing

Keisha pulled the orange life raft up onto the beach. The… thing… huddled in it, stirred at the change in movement, head coming up. It had upstanding ears, that flickered and twitched.

They were on muddy embankments surrounded by swamp …

Burnt Out

Ain’tcha got a smile, mama?” some guy hollered, but Keisha hadn’t smiled much since the day she woke up hurting in a drifting boat that used to be hers. Smile all burnt out. The twine handles of the shopping bag …

Needle and Thread


Myrna puttered, adjusting the gas on the stove, checking the water. She got out a stack of clean towels, a box of powdered laundry soap, brought out a huge bottle of rubbing alcohol from the back of the house, a