Category Archives: Fiction
Karl Takes a Walk
The following morning, after a long, frustrating night of trying to sleep in a bed, Karl Korvid decided to go for a walk. He had barely made it ten feet down the sidewalk when something brushed against his head, flying … Continue reading
Karl’s First Day
On the morning of his transformation, the first thing Karl Korvid realized was just how difficult it was to walk like a man. Every third or fourth halting step, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other, gave way to a stumbling, spastic hop, followed by … Continue reading
Quodlibet (Part 1)
The cops came looking for me the morning after the big storm. They found me standing on a stack of overturned milk crates, a leaf in one hand, bottle of super glue in the other, surveying the damage to my … Continue reading