Robert Quick
Joined Ficlatté in September 2014
333 stories, 10 challenges, 23 prompts, 440 comments, and 32 friends
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Where the -@!# did my muse go?
Writer, dreamer, knight, shackled by entertainment . . . and people.
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To Be Named
I felt around the sides of my neck. She was right. The skin there was sore, tender to the touch. My …
Published 4 years ago.
Summer's End
Thanks to a bright sun and a wide cloudless sky, the afternoon was warm with nothing but the echo of…
Published 4 years ago.
Vulture Chic Among Rats
"Here it gors. Me and my cogs was moffing along the murky part of the Long Tews, minding our own bus…
Published 4 years ago.
Point of Origin
I hopped over a pair of the ash-filled streams, so contaminated that the clear water of my childhood…
Published 4 years ago.
Still Mad
“Why did the scientists take off their helmets on an alien planet with barely breathable atmosphere?…
Published 4 years ago.
Nocturnal Visitations
There is a light that comes past my window early in the morning. It's not that bright, certainly not…
Published 4 years ago.
The Down Collector
Funerals are odd ducks, aren't they? I mean they bring out the oddness in people. And odd people. Pr…
Published 4 years ago.
A Corrupted Well
Suddenly her simply standing there watching me made her suspect. Why was this girl trying to help me…
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Hunter in the Hallway
I awoke to soft light in the hallway outside my room. Soft greenness pulsed faintly about chest high…
Published 4 years ago.
Hounded
Daryl scrubbed at his skin wishing it were lighter. White would be good but no amount of bleach woul…
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She Didn't Even Know Why Anymore
Doctor Tanner waited until the clock read 8:00 before approaching Darlene. She was munching on baby …
Published 4 years ago.
Just Because You Don't See It--
“Do you have a wallet?”
I looked at the girl without comprehension, my mind focused on the fact tha…
Published 4 years ago.
The Other Shoe
Three of us rode north in my 2002 Camry. Sometimes it felt too small, but having recently been in a …
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Hollowing Out
The inside of the tent was dark and cold and claustrophobic. Bree rolled over in her blanket, wrappi…
Published 4 years ago.
Intrusive Thoughts - Poetry - Rap
You sit and you smoke while I sit and I choke
and if I had a rope with a noose you'd never know
slid…
Published 4 years ago.