Death of the Classical Handshake – Mark Budman

At our end of the known universe, the receptionist wears a surgical mask, but the Lady can see she’s young. They all are. The generation bred during the pandemics. She should have pity on them, but the receptionist is a healthcare provider, and she hates them all. If not for them, germs and viruses wouldn’t exist. They get everyone confused …

Full Stop – Tamás Inczédy

Time-worn steps creaking beneath my hurried pace as I am rushing down the staircase of the apartment building with the kid in my arms, countless bags, stuffed animals, a nursing bottle, and dozens of whatchamacallits swinging from my fingers. For some reason the elevator had to be out of order this morning and I’m already terribly late. Undoubtedly the world …