Jan 9, 2009
I should not have made the pie with living birds, although their fluttering wings and beating hearts do make the pie wiggle delightfully.
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Jan 9, 2009
I should not have made the pie with living birds, although their fluttering wings and beating hearts do make the pie wiggle delightfully.
Jan 16, 2009
I grabbed hold of the dolphin’s fin, and laid my cheek against her skin. “Ready,” I whispered, and then I followed her beneath the waves.
Jan 19, 2009
The slimy tentacles slid around my body, then recoiled: I thanked God I hadn’t shaved my legs.
Feb 14, 2009
At last, after years of dating, of searching, of terrible romance ads: true love. She smiled and stepped into the mirror, embracing herself.
Apr 11, 2009
Well, thought Andrea, retching, that’ll be the last time I eat a talking Easter egg.
Jun 3, 2009
We never found out what it did, exactly, but when we rang it in Georgia, bells rang in Denmark.
Jun 17, 2009
We never found out what it did, exactly, but when we rang it in Georgia, bells rang in Denmark.
Jul 21, 2009
She swallowed the star, and felt herself growing, growing — until finally, spread out through boundless space, she understood nothingness.
Aug 2, 2009
Later, the dragon attempted to tell his version of the tale, but his pen was never mightier than St. George’s sword.
Aug 4, 2009
As he felt his feet sink into the earth and stretch into roots, he regretted, not for the first time, cheating on his wife with a goddess.
Aug 31, 2009
He pushed each and every one of my buttons, lingering over the one labeled self-destruct, before pressing that one with his tongue.
Sep 16, 2009
They found her body in the library, torn apart by the books that had consumed her.
Sep 27, 2009
“Good god,” said the frog, spitting. “Who have YOU been kissing?”
Oct 18, 2009
She told me she was an angel. She certainly tasted like one. Utterly glorious — especially that divinely sweet crunch of her wings.
Oct 23, 2009
She had to flicker through several avatars to convince me, but my AI and I married once I realized she really was a womanâ€"and hot.
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