“What Goes Unsaid,” by Alexei Kalinchuk

Jan 20th, 2021 | By

The elephant in the room wants more attention than we are willing to give, and frankly, if five guys out of a proverb want to come over and fondle him in the dark while hypothesizing as to the beast’s identity, they are welcome. I’m sick of our pachyderm. Have been for over a year, if truth be told.

“No, I don’t want to always use this app when opening files of this type,” by David S. Mitchell

Jan 13th, 2021 | By

With all the uncertainty in the world today, I am no longer comfortable making any permanent decisions about which applications my smartphone will automatically use to open certain files or links.

“Our Turbo Model… Now With Advanced Mulching Capability,” by Jill Witty

Jan 6th, 2021 | By

My Dad likes to say he had a Ferrari, once. But it wasn’t actually a Ferrari. It wasn’t even a car.

“The Lizard Queen,” by Linnea Cooley

Dec 30th, 2020 | By

When I was in the fourth grade, I became obsessed with lizards. Anoles, geckos, skinks, iguanas, and even Komodo dragons captured my attention. On the outside, I looked like the other little girls with my blonde pigtails and Disney Princess lunch box. On the inside, I had a reptile obsession. While other kids my age read chapter books and played soccer, I checked out every reptile book in my elementary school library and memorized hundreds of fun facts about lizards.

“Children of the Nightcap,” by Tim McDaniel

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

He was a character, apparently. He wore a cape—not one of those little capes that rich people (usually villains) in old movies wore to the opera. This was full-size, and black as night with a red lining. He had a khaki shirt and trousers underneath, and he wore a pith helmet like he was Livingston I presume, going on a safari.