The Door Into Spring
Two weeks ago, I discovered a set of stairs built into the hall closet’s ceiling. I’d had to use a box cutter to slice the layers of white paint along…
Oscar’s Soul
So, I’m Satan, Lucifer, the Devil. Call me whatever you like, but knowing the names doesn’t mean you know everything. For example, I’m just a vice president of a division,…
Isherwood: Unconditionally
Kieran Talbot couldn’t cook. He accepted that as fact as he leaned over the kitchen counter and let his forehead thunk down on the mottled brown granite. Mostly accepted it.…
Isherwood: Revelations
Harkin Page felt the onset of a tension headache. He unconsciously hunched his shoulders when things got serious and the longer that lasted, the more his neck protested. Then the…
The Badass of His Dreams
It was the middle of their sophomore year of high school when T. Alexander Tait became the newest transfer into The Bennington Academy for Young Gentlemen in upstate New York.…