The Handprint
Short Story A wave of tiredness flowed over John as he stepped through the front door of his apartment. Travelling for three months straight really was exhausting, but he hadn’t felt it until...
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Time Capsule
Poem Sandalwood coaxing your velvet dreams Melting them like butter and cream A moment shimmering like honey Each ring a thousand years Each step swirls and disappears A delicate time capsule Ghosts, lifetimes, oceans...
The Ghost of Humanity – Part One
Short Story Jeremy Plott’s death was not what he had expected. This wasn’t wholly unusual, since very few people truly want to die and, while many people have an idea of what the afterlife...
Hearing Our Name
Poem Time is precious, lost time is everywhere Lost friends, lost connections, lost chances We are always struggling to not be left behind The boats keep moving forward And we keep fearing the fall...
Sleeping In The Shadow Of Morpheous – Part Four
Serial Story “What happened?” I asked; I knew what happened. “You nodded off and got sick. I let myself in to get some stuff; and found you on the ground. You were still...
A Girl And A Ghost
Short Story “Are you a ghost?” she asked. I laughed. “Not exactly,” I said. “Do I look like a ghost?” “A little,” she said. “You’re shiny blue. Ghosts always look shiny blue.” I cocked...
More Important Than Fog
Short Story I stepped off the porch and into the chill. It was four in the morning. Even the birds and the insects burrowing into the muck knew enough to be asleep. The...
