I’m cruising down the highway with someone riding shotgun. I don’t know who because I’m watching for my exit and not looking at the person next to me. I’m hauling ass through the bright green marshland, but that’s okay. My exit isn’t for awhile. I look out the passenger window across the flat land and … Continue reading Baltimore?
“This is hard SF?” Emily said. “Yes, now let me finish the story,” James said. “Then the whales grew feet and...” “That’s a stupid yarn. If he had any knowledge of evolution, he’d know that whales once had feet. How can you grow them if you already have them?” “That’s the point! They devolved!” “Jesus … Continue reading The Whales Grew Feet
I course with the deer and leap over logs without effort. We flow through the forest and dodge around trees. The deer slow and stop and curl in the tall grass for the night. I am not winded. Energy sings down my nerves. I see a fox out on his nightly rounds and trot along … Continue reading Alive