I love to eat ice cream. Most people associate it with a hot, sunny summer’s day. I, however, enjoy mine on a cool summer’s night. I remember when I was young, I would occasionally go out for ice cream at night with my father. We would drive up from the lonely ice cream shop in … Continue reading Ice Cream on the Cliff
Category: Fiction
MUSE
I’d heard about it before, but I never thought I’d need it. I thought that MUSE was for hacks and bores who couldn’t have an original thought with a gun to their heads. But, it seems that I was the biggest bore and the hackiest of hacks, because I had absolutely no clue what to … Continue reading MUSE
Waking Up
I wake up in my bed, and I wake up thoroughly irritated. Why? Because I’ve woken up for, what, the 856,672,105,237,294,132.3rd time now? Seriously, I’m so tired at this point that I’d need a flowchart to keep track of how many times I’ve fallen asleep, woken up, and/or dreamed of doing the above. At this … Continue reading Waking Up
Georgia Gray
Calmly, Georgia Gray drew the needle from her arm. One push on a button, and it withdrew into its little plastic cylinder. Georgia set the needle aside, and reached for the secret drawer in her desk. Her head was already beginning to spin from the drug, so she had to choose quickly if she wanted … Continue reading Georgia Gray
The Last Thoughts of Private Peret
what is this where am I dark what’s happening dark where am i silent quiet too quiet unnerving how’d i get here am i dead numb i can’t feel my body i know what bodies are heads shoulders knees and toes knees and toes memory fuzzy but good when did the urinal arrive it was … Continue reading The Last Thoughts of Private Peret
The Evening I Left
I lie on the pickup truck out in the field, and I gaze at the stars. I hear crickets chirping, and I hear the occasional faint breeze. I’m alone, and I have no idea where I’m going or what I’m doing. I faintly hear, or rather, don’t hear, the not-sound of my father’s not-voice as … Continue reading The Evening I Left
Simple Pleasures: A Walk in the Rain
It’s dark outside today, The clouds are grey and thick with rain That falls, a wall of grey and song. Little drops, so cool and clear, Are little notes that all combine In a symphony of musical noise. It’s lonely outside today, The park is empty and abandoned, There’s no one here, save me The … Continue reading Simple Pleasures: A Walk in the Rain
Georgiana
Do you like fairies? I like fairies. Fairies are pretty, no, fairies are beautiful. I’ve never met a fairy, but I would love to meet a fairy. Everybody says that I was kissed by a fairy, that’s why I have this little red birthmark on my cheek. At least, that’s what everyone says. Looks more … Continue reading Georgiana
The Song
Isaac first heard the song when he was out in the woods, chopping a tree. The sun was low in the sky that night, almost completely submerged in the black abyss beneath the horizon. There was only a hint of its rays in the distance, turning the sky blood red. Isaac had just taken the … Continue reading The Song
The Discoveries of Peter Bloom: Raspberry Pi, Twin Siblings, and Nasal Trauma
I'm bad at giving gifts. I'm supposed to know what people want, but if they want it so badly, why don't they buy it? Of course, you don't pay for a gift, unless your child gives it to you. Anyways, if someone's well-off, you have to give them something that you think they'd want, but … Continue reading The Discoveries of Peter Bloom: Raspberry Pi, Twin Siblings, and Nasal Trauma