They say California is where fools go to find their dreams and dreamers go to find their fool. Henrietta was neither fool nor dreamer yet she found herself stepping off the plane in LAX. “Father forgive me for I have sinned. But not my will but thine,” she thought as she walked out of theContinue reading “Soft Explosion”
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A Drop of Wetness
“Would you like some wine?” asked Alexander. “That would be lovely,” replied Rebeca. “Your usual?” “Of course,” replied Alexander, pouring a healthy serving into the chalice before Rebecca. Rebecca took the chalice within both her hands, letting the fragrance of the wine wash over her. And the faint perfume from its chalice steals her worriesContinue reading “A Drop of Wetness”
Published Author
“I really appreciate you coming.” “Hmmph,” she sniffed. Hey, she was here. That was a win. “Publication is the auction of the mind,” she said; unprompted. I looked at her. Her with her second hand black beret, brown, real leather jacket, a pair of slacks most likely from Walmart and a pair of strappy shoesContinue reading “Published Author”
Go Fetch
“It all belies our existence; we wait, and are still denied.”1“C’mon Rover. That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?” asked Edward. “A whistle blows, the ball is out of sight. Soon part of me will explore the deep and dark.”2“Don’t be like that,” replied Edward.Rover sat with his head on his hands. A sigh escapedContinue reading “Go Fetch”
United. Committed. For the kingdom of
“I don’t think I’m going to make it, Abi.” “Shush! Shhhh. You need to keep up your strength. The ambulance will be here soon,” said Abi. “What? And pay all those fees? I’d rather die first,” said Henrik. He laughed and then coughed up blood. “Shhh!” “It’s over yndling. Promise me, you’ll bury me withContinue reading “United. Committed. For the kingdom of”
Granites and Schists
“Behold! The granites and schists of my dark and stubborn country,” said Igor, looking out of the window at the crowd below. I looked at Svetlana. “The people are dumb as rocks,” she explained. She rolled her eyes and slumped onto the couch. “And twice as stubborn!” yelled Igor, turning away from the window, “TheyContinue reading “Granites and Schists”
Winter Snows
“You can’t go out like that,” yelled Rebecca from the doorway as I was heading out. It was late fall. The air had turned crisp and the leaves began their descent to cover lawns, roadways and forest floors. “I shalln’t be gone long.” “Shalln’t? Going on an adventure Mr. Frodo?” she said mockingly. I justContinue reading “Winter Snows”
Summer face/ Winter Eyes
The rain fell lightly like the sky was holding back tears. I stood face upturned, letting the falling water mix with my freely flowing tears. Dark stains on my suit where rain and tears fell appeared as bullet wounds. Mortal injuries to fabric and soul. She was gone. The official cause: heart failure, unofficial: oldContinue reading “Summer face/ Winter Eyes”
Hip, Hop & Bounce
New York City. 1983. The city that never sleeps, though she may spit on your lapel if you piss her off. The air was thick and humid in the summer, the yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes was either the pollution or a bum reliving himself, either way you woke up wantingContinue reading “Hip, Hop & Bounce”
Nothing & Everything
“The future gathers in vine, bush, and tree: Persimmon, walnut, loquat, fig, and grape,” said Professor Manwani, each fruit corresponding to a different terminal. He walked by checking the output on each screen. “You really think quantum computing is the future huh Professor?” asked Pete. “Not just quantum computing, quantum engineering, quantum biology. The worldContinue reading “Nothing & Everything”
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