Kespan
Joined Ficlatté in July 2016
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Father, husband, software engineer, and aspiring writer.
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The Final Contestant
They called it The Game. Every month a new round began, drawing thousands of competitors. Most were …
Published 9 years ago.
Just a Boy
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A petite woman in her mid-30s answered. When she saw m…
Published 9 years ago.
The Destruction of David (3)
Bevin hurried down the corridor, barely glancing at a group of noncoms in his haste. Five
minutes l…
Published 10 years ago.
The Destruction of David (2)
Instructor Bevin waited until David’s thrashing subsided and the man fell still. He turned to the re…
Published 10 years ago.
The Destruction of David (1)
David glanced down at his bare feet as the blue liquid flooded the tank he stood in. It had the cons…
Published 10 years ago.
The Last Hunt of Winter
I crouched behind a fallen pine, breathing in the soft smells of moss and damp wood, watching the fa…
Published 10 years ago.
The First Day
A million people surrounded me on the First Day, faces lit with terror, their eyes burning with the …
Published 10 years ago.
Perfect Timing
A lone bead of sweat wound its way down the side of Jon’s cheek, but that was the only sign of disco…
Published 10 years ago.
Dust to Dust
I was alone and confused, my mind and body numb, suspended in darkness. Memories were fragile and te…
Published 10 years ago.
The Last Contract
Inhale. Exhale slowly. His finger rested gently on the trigger of his Barrett as the crosshairs sett…
Published 10 years ago.
A Quantized Life
Awake for an hour, asleep for a year. That was the summation of his entire existence, ever since he …
Published 10 years ago.
For 30
The three men approached the gnarled tree hesitantly, wary of the body that hung from its twisted li…
Published 10 years ago.
Not This Day
I laugh in their faces as they flip the switch once more, their faces becoming even more desperate a…
Published 10 years ago.
The Counterfeit Sun
Ryan and I cruised down the interstate at 2AM, laughing and talking about inconsequential things, ra…
Published 10 years ago.
Confined
His heart tapped a slow rhythm in his chest. The blackness behind his closed eyes seemed infinitely …
Published 10 years ago.