Fiction


Because I’m Tall

Because I’m tall, when I’m on a crowded bus, I’ll describe to the short people around me the things they’re missing. They don’t always appreciate it. Maybe because I’m a stranger. When I tell a woman that a man at the front, in a single seat by the window, just picked his nose, she scowls… Read more »

Distance

Sometimes I only put deodorant in one armpit. That way, when I’m around people, if I don’t like someone, I can always keep them on my smelly side. After a while they go away. If they don’t, because they’re overly polite, or have a poor sense of smell, then I’ll become really friendly and put… Read more »