Pussy-Lickin’ Good
Short Story About two years ago, a long-lost classmate from high school added me as a friend on Facebook. This lady happened to be a friend I had immediately lost contact with following graduation....
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Jopp’s Folly – Part Six
Sci-Fi Serial Fiction “What do you say, Sweets? Have you ever seen anything more beautiful than that?” Jopp and Loi were gazing up at an Infinity Class UberHauler spacecraft. It was as tall as...
Dead Flags & Breathing Canvas
Post-Apocalyptic Fiction I walked down what was once a city street, now weathered, split, and overgrown. The remnants of an American flag still flew high above be me. It stood tall and arrogant....
Zedlist – Part Thirty Seven
Serial Novel Valerie sat in quiet defeat, her left hand on the arm of the floral patterned sofa and the other in the hand of her husband Charles, sitting in loyal support. His shoulders...
The Human Comedy: Video Games, Netflix, Pringles and Wine
Inspirational Short Story It was so easy to feel lost in this world. In this city. Eight million people, each of them feeling the need to succeed, to be important, to make it....
Trial and Bearer – Part Two (Final)
Medical Short Story The clock bled into 08:57, then inevitably waded past 08:58. 08:59 came around, devoid of a foreign mannerism. But 09:00 was different. The clock struck 09:00 and the frenetic energy...
Rich Man, Poor Man – Part Two
Short Story The student walked out of the master’s meditation room, shoulders slumped forward, and began to pace the grounds of the mountain dwelling. Normally, a layer of clouds blankets all that is below the...
Holy Men In Unholy Times – Part Five
Serial Story A bright sunset nestled the horizon, casting vague shadows through the oaken forest. Most people would find it beautiful, but to Daniel It was sufficiently underwhelming. Perhaps he had become jaded...
Cups with Coriander: Filters
Serial Fiction I shivered; why is it always overcast and chilly for a burial? The sea of solemn faces at the graveside braced against the cutting wind, and still-closed umbrellas were clutched in...
Zedlist – Part Thirty Six
Serial Literature Kevin turned to Amy. “We need weapons, food supplies, a vehicle with plenty of fuel and a first aid kit.” “My mum has a people carrier we can use and you are...
Summertime Killer – Part Three
Serial Fiction The train sped through the orange desert, billowing dust in its wake. Sunlight gleamed off the metal exterior and the shimmering heat of the American expanse surrounded it. Sat inside one of...
