A poignant story of holiday excess, elderly kinkiness, and the trouble with returning slightly used goods.
Author Archive | Benson Lee
Feathertale’s associate editor revisits a holiday classic: “On the twelfth day of Christmas, my overly sensitive true love gave to me . . .”
’Twas the night before Christmas, and Wally the elf was working overtime again, for the eighty-sixth goddam year. His fingers were aching from all the wrapping of presents and tying of bows. All around him, thousands of his co-workers went about their business with ghastly cheerfulness, humming and singing Yuletide melodies that Wally had grown […]
When ancient scholars decided on the twelve animals of the Chinese zodiac, they were forced to reject scores of other creatures. With 2011 being the Year of the Rabbit — people born in rabbit years are considered kind and self-assured but can be superficial and stubborn — Feathertale pays tribute to a dozen of the […]