Wherein Icker, eighteen, uses mescalin for the only time this life, and comes under withering investigation from two leprechaun-entities in a forest, and is found wanting…
Category / Stories
The Knee Brace
Hormone Train, All Aboard
I’m thinking soon to do a WP hiatus, six to twelve months, to work on a book of short stories. Here is one I’ll likely include; it’s first version is four or five years old, but I will do some minor polishing. I’d been thinking about the shitshow that dating has become in the web era, especially for young people who never experienced a purely un-virtual adolescence. Then… I had a strange dream that night, similar to this sci-fi lite tale, situated in the middle of the 2030s.
In Some Other Marriage
Beyond Mindfulness
Goodness
Sitrep
A galactic consciousness scout revisits a favorite world to update his observations after the passage of 33 years…











