short story

red neon pizza sign


PORTIONS  by Richard Klin   February was the month that made the least sense. By February the newness of winter had long expired, the seasons’s few pleasurable attributes replaced with a general weariness over the cold weather; the snow now mostly half-melted, much of it covered in dirt and detritus, purely a hindrance that served …

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Generations: Part 2

(Read Part 1) * The next day, Jed couldn’t keep the smile off his face. “What’re you grinning about, you dullard?” Kyl barked at him. “I’m getting married,” Jed beamed at his supervisor. “Oh, well…congratulations,” Kyl muttered gruffly. “That artist Kino right? Well, tell him I might commission something from him…as an early wedding gift.” …

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