Funeral paid for by the daughter, a lesbian.

She pulled on the dress playfully and it stirred there in the mirror, as if twitching with fright.

The Cover looks as if it’s alive. It moves and wriggles in Smilja’s hands.

A Christmas tree doesn’t go walking around on its own.

In all honesty, Ruben was at a loss to explain what was happening to him.

Nothing moved, like in a movie still.

And there she stood, with all her limbs exposed, wearing only a slip.

No one was surprised by his arrival.

Fridays I go to church. I do not go to pray.

Energy and resourcefulness. These virtues have excited me lately, sending me into a pathological rapture, duping me into rashness and loss of self-respect

On the intergalactic station Malmorius, Jaspar the Terriblefeverishly prepares for the decisive attack.Who knows where in the Central Desert of Athyria, Commander Z.checks the converters one by one, the…

My parents, who had been so inept as to be Jews, were already under arrest by then.