Unserious postmodern paintings.

The wombat had an appointment for Tuesday. It arrived on Wednesday. The receptionist did not look up from her magazine. The wombat…

The pheasant had been promoted to middle management three weeks prior. He spent his days staring at the clock, waiting for a…

The coati had decided that dampness was the only honest state of being. It did not move while the water pooled beneath…

The chaffinch waited for the guest to arrive. It offered the tray with a rigid, unwavering smile, insisting that the tea was…

The glider had been seasonally adjusted to fit the quarterly report. It spent its days suspended in the frame, neither gliding nor…

The waterbuck waited for the appointment that never came. It had checked its watch twice and looked at the door every few…

Reginald did not believe in haphazard displays. Every morning, he cataloged his plumage, noting the exact curvature of each ocellus and the…

Gregory waited for the meeting to start. He had been in the conference room for three hours, though the calendar said fifteen…

The auk arrived at 9:15 a.m. for an appointment it did not remember scheduling. It sat on the edge of the chair,…

Harold stood frozen, the ladle suspended above the sink. He had been in this position for three days, caught between the decision…

The curators spent three years searching for the most mediocre antelope in the region. They measured coat density, ear angle, and hoof…

The saiga waited for clerk number four. It had been there since Tuesday, clutching ticket number 412. The fluorescent light hummed a…