Kyi May Kaung
"I'm only a monkey, female; I don't deserve a magic cudgel,
like Monkey himself," she said, imitating the Celestials' Official
Speech in disgust, her voice growing high-pitched in proportion to
her lost temper. "They gave me a wretched Rolling Pin."
The Golden Time
He stares blankly out the bus window at a parade of small suburban
houses, defocusing on things past the glass, drifting through background
pastels interspersed with wider swatches: the blue of a small lake,
forest green, shopping center
Experiences in Handicapped Camping
Michael J. Ryan
Suddenly, the surrounding cottages blur and swirl rapidly around
Malcolm. He feels himself being sucked into the maelstrom; no matter where
he looks, his gaze is pulled toward the ripped and mutilated neck of his
Betrayal of the Apocalypse
Yellow and red spotlights shine mid-stage, the magician's
bald head occupies the orange disk of light where the two meet. Beads of
sweat break out across
his brow, and he pats at them with a snow-white handkerchief. His light
blue eyes scan the
audience, but he waits until everyone is seated before starting the show.
A quick look at his
watch confirms it is time to begin.
"I know you'll use it carefully, but don't worry if you hit the wrong
kid now and then -- the kids all know they've done something to deserve it." He sat back in his emerald green
executive chair and smiled. "Welcome to Tampa Sixth Grade Center."
Teacher Set on Stun