An Algorithm of Justice

An Algorithm of Justice

The air was suffocating with smoke and the roar of desperate crowds. Cape Town, once a vibrant mosaic of culture and possibility, now teetered on the brink of collapse. Nicole Pope adjusted her oversized tortoiseshell glasses as the glare of flames on shattered glass...
Death Notice

Death Notice

I pointed sequentially to three murder scene photos on my desk. “Rope fiber, shell casing with fingerprint, dog hair. Preserve everything, observe everything.” +++++“Preserve and observe,” parroted rookie patrolwoman Terry Rangel, my mentee for the week. “Are those...
The Quiet Part Loud

The Quiet Part Loud

Georgy Porgy was deeply ashamed of his hometown, Crestfalls. The Recession-lite had taken many a neighbor’s home and then many neighbors. The latest suicide had seen the Rhand fellow going messily in front of his kids. A tragedy even if they were awful online. Someone...
Free Will

Free Will

Bill Sands walked into the teacher’s lounge as the morning bell rang out across the campus. He allowed himself a brief smile since he was right on time. As usual. +++++He crossed the room to the coffee pot in need of a quick pick-me-up to start his day. He found...
Copal, Copal

Copal, Copal

On the desolate plains of Montecito, my brother lay suffering from a gruesome disease. The oozing abscesses on his swollen flesh had long since turned purple. His body writhed upon soiled, crumpled sheets in the disorder of his own making. After weeks—perhaps months,...