Author Archives: sputterpub

Lulu knew she was an endorphin addict. She could remember the delicious sensation of collapsing on her bed after an all-day walk with her high-school best friend. Twelve hours of sauntering and striding, snacking on fresh rolls and fruit from … Continue reading →

Just because the planet was doomed didn’t mean life was bad. There were still a few centuries of degeneration to enjoy, and the adults in charge, the children of the baby boomers, were accustomed to issues of extinction. Naturally they … Continue reading →

It isn’t pretty, acknowledging an old cow elephant, but there’s huge relief when it’s over. By the time Sandy confronts Jill, a week has passed and the matter has gone from shades of elephant gray to crisp black-and-white. She knows … Continue reading →

Two days later, Rick and Sandy spent a rare hour in post-coital conversation. Usually they had no time; at fifty-nine Rick was finally uxorious, home by seven most nights. Usually they had no place; Rick wasn’t rich and Sandy still … Continue reading →

There’s an elephant in the living room. Invisible to all except Sandy and Jill, a big old pachyderm is standing on the golden oak floor. It’s a lonely cow elephant. She’s been awaiting acknowledgment for twenty slow years. She made … Continue reading →