Flash in the Pan

Death-Row Dinners

“Our culinary choices often say something about us we cannot articulate.” – Henry...

Flash in the Pan

Audrey 2.01

Gary opened his eyes, stretched. He could smell coffee and bacon. Quietly, almost imperceptibly, La...

Flash in the Pan

A Brief Conversation with Murakami’s Cat

The neon lights of Electric Town flickered in the dusk as Hal stepped into the alley to follow...

The Calling

Flash in the Pan

A Handful

Tickling and gooey, soft and tasty, my finger dug into the raspberry pie and clogged its tiny nail...

EVIE’S SMILE