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  • All That Glitters

    Ruta stepped through the portal and onto one of the scattered little islands. Her golden hair, clothes, and tiara all shimmered with each movement she made. She summoned a golden bow, and pulled back the string, and a golden arrow appeared.

    She let it fly…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • Shadows of Friendship

    It was his need that broke me. I knew what it was like to be in a position where there was no other options than to ask for help even if I didn't take it. For him to be here now, asking me for help, it spoke of powerful desperation. In it, I could see a…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • Shadows of Desperation

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  • Shadows of Absence

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    Posted 3 months ago
  • Eddy to Eddy

    “Today is Thursday? Are you certain?” The blue of her eyes that I had always associated with the clear warmth of the long gone sun-filled skies of my youth turned cold and penetrating. Having gone through similar confusion moments ago, I couldn't fault he…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • Last In, First Out

    Yellow flakes spiraled down from above to settle on the city like the ash of some great holocaust. The yellowness that filled the air wasn't the pure color of a sunflower but rather a corrupted yellow like rancid butter. Near the ground, the dancing motes…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • Solitary Dimness

    The city seemed endless when it was empty. Half of it, maybe more, was filled with unused treasures that lay moldering in growing mounds of dust. Long streets stayed dark, no longer powered now that no one was left to keep the electrical grids up and runn…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • Unsealed

    Our only warning was the earth crying out in a great grinding noise that swallowed all other sounds, a yawn of some half-asleep cyclopean giant angry at being awoken. The ground shifted and we clawed at each other to stay upright.

    Amidst a roiling cloud …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Like a Cancer

    Ethan walked away from the makeshift camp of encircled cars, leaving the forty or so people relying on him behind. He could feel his responsibility for them as a tightness in his shoulders. He didn't like it but it was a burden he had taken upon himself.

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Not Feeling It

    Walking by the general store, Juana Sanchez caught sight of her reflection in a barrel of rain water and stopped. She couldn't resist taking a better look after the day she'd had. The bullring had been especially brutal today despite the autumn weather. W…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Good Question

    Gone was the demure scion of the Burns house that I had known. In her place stood a crazed woman, nattering at nothing I could see though I could sense cold, electrical malignance blanketing the air above us. The motions of her body and limbs were stiff a…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Starving it is Worse

    There is a dark stain on my family that has been passed down through at least ten generations. It seems to affect men and women equally but no more than one in any given generation though we all seem to carry it. I can trace our weakness through four gene…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Truth in the Wash

    “Not quite evil mother-in-law material but not fun either, I imagine.” I switched back to a happier subject. “When's your next performance, exactly?”

    “Next Wednesday—a week from tomorrow.”

    I blinked at the assertion that tomorrow was Wednesday. Such a s…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Never Happened

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  • Falling Caryatid

    “Is this a day time or a night time thing?” I asked.

    “Nights exclusively which is why I can go. Ralph and Grandma Jean stay in and watch the baby.”

    “They don't come with you? Wait a minute, what baby?”

    “My sister's kid.”

    “Jesus, there's a fourth perso…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • An unexpected sacrifice

    Sometimes I forget that home has a scent

    A comforting reminder of a familiar space, habits, and expectations

    It’s unexpected

    The pain of it’s absence

    Especially knowing how transitional my locations will be

    Without it I am less

    On my journey to become …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Apathy is Annoying

    Unregistered college graduates drink through a discussion on the possibility of fewer student loans

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    Overworked parents scoff at the idea of paternity leave and cheaper child care

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    A dusty ballot woolgathers at the bottom of stack of medical bills

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    Why…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Lost Things: Snare

    It wasn't funny anymore. The first few times, maybe, but it had been several hours now and there was nothing remotely humorous about it. He wasn't yet ready to give up, though.

    He reread the note, searching for some tiny scrap of useful information. He h…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Lost Things: Solo Extraction

    The storm was rising, fine red dust obscuring everything, but I checked my compass one last time before spotting Building Arrethe just ahead. The combination of night-vision and rubber gloves made me clumsy and slow, but it was better than the alternative…

    Posted 5 months ago
  • So Close and Yet So Far

    Alone in a vast desert, atop a nameless stone tower, a single hooded figure watched the sky. Deep with the tower's belly a siren-like wail erupted. Closer and closer it grew, accompanied by slamming doors, rising as it ascended each floor until finally Ja…

    Posted 5 months ago
  • Acid Gambit

    "What happened to them?"

    Beckton shrugged.

    "It's not known. They disappeared, as they were meant to, in what was then the northern reaches of Roman Britannia," he paused for a moment, "Although the way that Hadrian's Veil came into being at this time su…

    Posted 5 months ago
  • Hard State

    When the knock that everyone dreads came, it sounded hard and insistent against the frail wood of our apartment door. Fumbling noises came from the room that my mom and sister shared before the lights flickered on, banishing the comforting ambiguity of th…

    Posted 5 months ago
  • Pinned to the Spot Above

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    Posted 5 months ago
  • Lost Things: Pandora

    The elevator doors opened. Pandora stepped onto the 52nd floor of the Pouthena Building. Pulling her shawl closer, she gingerly set out for Row 31, her cane tapping a slow staccato on the marble tile as she walked. She had all the time in the world.

    Care…

    Posted 5 months ago
  • Stretching

    My face must have said more than my silence because she added quickly, “It's not a church or anything crazy like that. I might be a little old fashioned but I know right from right. It's more of a social. We meet at the Autumn Garden Theatre. You know the…

    Posted 5 months ago