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Sequelly daft
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Posted 11 years ago -
Living Vessels
The bearded man stood on the marble stairs of the park’s stage and raised his Big Gulp cup over his head. “Drink deeply and live!”
Five onlookers watched him with faint curiosity. This was new.
He paused to wipe rub his face on a worn and well-stained s…
Posted 9 years ago -
Curvature
"Explain what I'm looking at."
"Timestream 8496775816-AQZ-25.13.4. We pulled it from yesterday's archives when it was flagged anomolous."
"Meaning?"
"Look here. Grid 117, Segment 16, Node 135. See that curvature?"
"Yes. Explain its significance."
"Ti…
Posted 7 years ago -
She was a Black Hole
I kept her at the periphery of my life, all too aware of the danger. She was a black hole, and if I dared to venture near enough, I'd be pulled in, pulled apart. Infinite gravity, infinitesimal space. No chance of escape.
I don't know where I went wrong.…
Posted 8 years ago -
Second Phone Call
Ring "Hello."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Glad you called. sigh Nothing much."
"You sound like something is up."
pause
"I wanna say I'm sorry if I was too overbearing."
"Overbearing?"
"If anything I texted or emailed left room for misinterpretation. S…
Posted 8 years ago -
Home
Squeak, squeak. The porch swing sways gently back and forth as my legs dangle to and fro. The evening breeze is cool as the sun sets on the ridge above the pasture.
The horses graze peacefully, stopping occasionally to look up in my direction, as if to s…
Posted 8 years ago -
These Nine Years - 9.11.14
These short nine years,
have gone by so fast,
Our lives intertwined by-
love and trust - so vast.
From boys to books,
our friendship never
dared to forsook
because it is forever.
As we grow old-
-er, our secrets - untold,
our lives separated,
by time an…
Posted 10 years ago -
Rooftop Run
"Stop running, dummy!"
"You're trying to kill me, and I kind of don't want to die!" The cyan girl leapt up onto a building, shooting bright blue balls of energy at her attacker.
"Oh, don't worry so much! It's nothing personal. I hate all your kind!" the…
Posted 6 years ago -
A Grown Woman with Magic
I turn 80 today. Birthdays don’t mean much anymore, but I’ve been lucky. I'm the only one of my friends to have lived to this age, the only one of my kind who has acquired eight decades.
I’m a magical girl- or rather, a magical woman.
The nursing home a…
Posted 10 years ago -
Which direction?
"No. We're not lost."
I despair.
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Posted 10 years ago -
Guilt
It's a horrible thing, to be jealous of a dead person. You can't get angry at them. You can't even say anything bad about them. Our parents will always remember David as the honor student, as the star athlete, as the altar boy, as the perfect son.
A…
Posted 9 years ago -
Frenchman Flat
Beckton felt Newkirk slip a handful of bullets for the Springfield into his pocket.
"Were you expecting this, Beckton? They have two heavy hitters."
"We knew they had an interest in you, but we didn't think they'd move like this."
"I can't take them. I…
Posted 8 years ago -
Letter to the Editors
Story is marked as mature
Posted 10 years ago -
Primary Colours
The drone tumbled, hissing aerosol, as the pre-programmed flight plan adjusted for turbulence. Righting itself, it spewed paint from four vents, creating a comic-book-esque pointillist effect. Tile 7F, on the north face of the tower, took on a deep red co…
Posted 10 years ago -
A Red Eye from Montevideo
It wasn't until they were playing "Taps" that it really hit John. Three hours of hand shakes and condolences, and it was a 19 year old cadet with a bugle that struck home.
General Larson was dead.
He'd taken a ship from McMurdo to Montevideo, a red ey…
Posted 10 years ago -
Your Worst Nightmare
He squirmed and screamed but he wasn't going anywhere. My left arm was securely locked around his upper body. The claws of my left hand had perforated his upper abdomen and were interlocked with his lower ribs. With my right hand, I slowly shredded his sk…
Posted 7 years ago -
Ruminations Among the Ruination
The house was still half-built, half-destroyed. It had never been completed and for every few hours of work I put into repairing it, it seemed like something new broke, or nature won another victory. Yesterday, a long brick wall that lined the dining hall…
Posted 9 years ago -
A Dash of Cinnamon
Katharine Espin Tarnath III let the door slam and dropped her bag to head upstairs. She slipped off the heavy black ceremonial robes - how anyone was supposed to wear these in the heat of summer, she didn't know - and pulled a long T-shirt over her head i…
Posted 8 years ago -
War Wounds
Malika pushed off from the ground, slowly rising to her feet. The pain in her shoulder FLASHED a hot red, and for a moment she was sure she was going to pass out. Black spots floated in front of her eyes, and an overwhelming nausea flooded through her mid…
Posted 5 years ago -
Oh, Nose!
I like her nose.
How many times have I said that to myself? It's not the sort of compliment you can hand out. Compliments from strangers are limited to: hair, dress, and nails. Anything that varies from our unspoken rule will screw up your tenuous connec…
Posted 9 years ago -
Blood Moon
Quick hands. Moonlight flashing on a blade. Mooncat dying on a blade.
Grims dropped the knife and reached for his rifle, all senses searching for the remaining predator, but it had vanished into the night, courage overwhelmed by pack hunter instinct.
He…
Posted 8 years ago -
The hunt
My steps make little noise as I move gingerly between the bushes. As I survey my surroundings, my thoughts wander.
In the village, hunters are respected. We risk our lives to provide food in this hostile land, where killing animals is our only option. Our…
Posted 7 years ago -
A Compote of Lemon
Katy fought down the urge to blush, taking amber-coloured jar and directing a spoon to coat the pastries. Mitaran took the tray with a light-hearted bow and spun it on one finger, firing up the underside in a dance of blue flames with his other hand. Pale…
Posted 8 years ago -
How to Exist When You Forget Your Medication
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Posted 6 years ago -
Fractal Realities: Exposure Therapy
Roger had been in the cradle of the Marula tree's branches for three days. Muscles ached unevenly across the map of his back, and in knotty pockets in his thighs and arms. Below, the thick savanna grass moved in waves as if strings in a grand harp played …
Posted 7 years ago