Only about half the apartments were lit and fewer had Christmas lights, just like the last building.
Browsing: short story
Warren’s new girlfriend had a son named Benjamin, always called Benny. The boy’s father had…
“The plate just bent and bent,” she is saying. “I told them. The Slave Craton’s the oldest rock on the planet. It doesn’t move. It was never going to move. Something else had to.”
From an upcoming collection of stories inspired by the paintings of Alex Colville.