Flash Frog

My wife wanted a ghost, so I became one. At night, when her fingertips tick deep in dreaming, I pull the blankets slowly, deliberately out from the bottom of the bed and uncover her sleeping body until the strangeness startles her awake and she…

Only three minutes to peer through windows of our former homes. Only four minutes to enter and grab something precious. But we’re ready, we folks who have died/passed away/expired/kicked the bucket. (We ghosts have strong opinions about how we refer to our end. On…

the party’s been going since May 1929; we’ve chugged so much champagne it’s a miracle we’re still on our feet. We’re over a hundred years old, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still jive, our phantom limbs swaying in the air like cigar smoke….