Upon Losing a Childhood Home
My mother swore for the twenty-three years we lived there that the house was grey when, clearly, it was white. White with black shutters and one-two-three on the mailbox and the old camper in...
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Realms Unknown
Does the ocean lie below the land Or the land rest on the ocean? And how one must thwart the other to exist As we create the pathways through, over and under To try...
Bussing It
Short Realistic Fiction It was a perfect day for resting in a heated tub or relaxing on an overstuffed chair, blanketed by a familiar novelist. The late autumn air had brought a chill...
Animal Dilemmas – Bull Blue Bird
Short Story The Blue Bird left the Goats behind to the wolfs and flew away and out of the woods to play with the life of another animal. The Bird had no plan or...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 33
Serial Fiction Novel ‘Meko is an abstract thinker.’ Archibald began describing the wizard that would convince the Butcher to get off the Baker’s back. ‘He employs his opponents’ minds with heavy loads of indigestible...
A Complicated Thing
In a constant state of flux, another ostentatious fling. I’ve been contemplating love but it’s a complicated thing. We tightly hold each other, so brazenly we’re furled as we lie beneath the covers both...
Sentience – Part Two
“The stone talked to me again last night.” Judith was making a pot of coffee at the kitchen counter. Three weeks since they created a philosopher’s stone and the kitchen still smelled like chemicals....
Cups with Coriander: The Grind
Serial Story The first entry was dated only one year prior to our missed coffee date; I wondered if this was a new attempt at journaling, or if she simply had multiple volumes....
The Glory of Treason – Part One
Sci-Fi Short Stories The Parnassus Class Command Ship Delphi had lost contact with Cygnus High Command. This was not an accident. The entire Cygnian First Fleet had also lost contact with Cygnus High...
A Piece of Trust
I’m letting myself be tenderized by the “yes” and “no” of loving. The course salts sting my heart upon contact, burning. And yet, softening me to open for what may come next and next...
Zedlist – Part Twenty Two
There was a knock and Harrison immediately started barking at the door. Amy walked through to the hall from the dining room and closed the adjoining door behind her. “Package for Amy Reed” The...
