– The whip and sting of Poseidon’s cold barbs pulled Grim from his philosophic musings, straight down the bottom of Maslow’s pyramid. He was...
The old man lingered in the liminal place that presaged sleep, that space where reality had variable density and fluctuating tactile strength. Moments of...
The lights flickered on and off suddenly as if there were a power surge, and in the pulses of light, her dogs weren’t dogs....
