Monthly Archives: September 2017

Digitz (superhero flash fiction/short story)

Digitz always wondered: when it came to sucker punches, who was considered the sucker? The clown doing the punching, or the idiot who didn’t see it coming? The answer seemed all too obvious the split second it took for his … Continue reading

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Cry

Getting off work early was a welcome surprise, but it worried Trendon. For GimBle—tech giant and DARPA contractor—to close off its entire campus early? That meant something big. In Trendon’s experience with GimBle, anything big meant everything bad. “We’re getting … Continue reading

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Troubled

Momma’s suicide had been both a shock and a confirmation. Dee knew the troubles behind the old woman’s facade, the sharp cobwebs and shaky floorboards in her mind. Dee felt them in herself. “I did my crying long ago,” she … Continue reading

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The Tenacious Plant

Eryka found the Roberts’ invitation for her to stay overnight to be…unsettling. She and their daughter were childhood friends, but Pam had been gone for years. Disappeared. Crawled out of her bedroom window and into the inky blackness of the … Continue reading

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Trajectory (science fiction flash fiction/short story)

It couldn’t end like this for Brandon and Avi. It wouldn’t. Not in a simple shuttle crash. Not after the years of training, the sabotage and intrigue, and finally the goodbyes. Humanity hadn’t spent the last 20 years building a … Continue reading

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Float (superhero flash fiction/short story)

She named herself Archimedes because she made things float. It was supposed to be clever, a cute homage, but no one got it except unimpressed physicists. ‘Wouldn’t a name like Buoyancy make more sense?’ they’d ask, ignoring her obvious flair … Continue reading

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UnSaved (or Nah, I Ain’t Salty or Anything)

Black words on a white screen Beaten out of a halfhearted muse Stitched ideas in purple daze Leftover from the mind’s refuse A tired hand on Thursday night Wife and child, attentions fight Sore muscles, refracting sight But still accept … Continue reading

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