A man needs, not six feet of land, not a farm, but the whole earth, all Nature, where in full liberty he can display all the properties and qualities of the free spirit.
Anton Chekhov, Gooseberries, 1898
Tag: short fiction
I Was a Teenage Minotaur
Being a teenager is hard enough. Now imagine if you had a bull’s head. That’s the premise of this delightful coming of age story by A.G. Pasquella.
At the mall a lady offers me a free sample of zit cream and I’m about to be all sarcastic, like “Look, lady— I’ve got a giant bull’s head. No one’s going to notice a few zits.”