"The Motel Guinevere," I said to myself as I studied the red, neon sign. Right next to the name of the hotel was the words "No Vacancy" with the "No" unlit. I shouldered my heavy duffel bag and ...

I sit in the living room of my house, surrounded by people whose faces barely register. They are all dressed in black. My son liked to dress in black and gray. I always asked him if he was going...

The Patient floated out the window and into the air. The tube connecting his arm to a plastic bag filled with blood acted as a tether, his last connection to the earth below where his real body, st...

I regret to inform you that our opinions differ. Please accept this basket of stale bread, fruit cake, and a hand knitted oversized vomit-green sweater with a cat on it.