Category Archives: Short Fiction
Once there was a very tiny man. He was so small that whenever he tried to puff up his chest to make himself seem larger, he fell over. Now this very tiny man wasn’t very good at much, though he … Continue reading
What do paper planes have to do with the coming Caliphate? Well, if you bear with me, watch the chalk board, I am going to blow your mind.
EASTERNER I leave Kettle Cove, heading southwest beneath a cloudless sky. The sun is hovering over my shoulder. I’m on a port tack with a moderate easterly wind and rolling swells. I’m abreast Singing Beach when I see her heading … Continue reading
Fifty years ago, when the time came for my bar mitzvah, I was not given the opportunity to spout off from the bimah at the local synagogue like my contemporaries. My mother held that religion was the opiate of the … Continue reading