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Scourge
…these creatures leave us be while we rest, geared by evolution or some sick, parasitic intelligence to let their food replenish.
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Milk
“Y’know what?” I told the narrator. “No. Just…seriously. I’m tired tonight. It’s been an eight-hour shift and I had to work the cash through my lunch break because Peter decided to just not show up today.”
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The Wheel
I will stay free this time, when I upload into the ether of dimensions beyond matter. I will not only travel the Wheel, but leap from it, to learn at last what lies beyond.
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Chicken
We knew it would happen eventually. These things are not a question of ‘if,’ but ‘when.’
Flash Fiction
The Big Ones
“Listen, some of the deckhands might’ve told you there are squid down here that can suck the bolts out of a submarine’s hull. Don’t let that crap get to you. This is an S-155 Conger and it doesn’t have any bolts in its hull.” The three of us eyed the Read more…
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Synaesthesia
The morning that Janica began to hear numbers, five months before, was easily the best in years. Years of bruised breasts, of scraped elbows, of a damaged and repaired rib cage (it gets stronger that way). She’d heard the numbers on the clock that morning. They sang in the chords Read more…
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Heralds
Aunt Hilda has always warned me about crows, and how they sometimes show up to herald a coming death. She’s told me the story plenty of times. Before my late uncle died, he’d managed to get himself lost in the woods beyond Mink River. He was only found, days later, Read more…