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I seen her from a distance; just the back of her, but I knew her shape, her mannerisms. I ran, calling her name.
She turned and smiled, threw her arms around me as she wondered how long it had been.
We ate and drank in the plazas, sunset blazing off the villas, before she took me back to her apartment, where we kissed. Partly masticated food passed into my mouth from hers, but I was so infatuated, so excited, I didn't care. I swallowed, wanting all the dirty parts of her. They…Continue
There’s talk of nothing in particular. Young men quote Jack Black in School of Rock like it’s a new thing.
There’s talk of a room available somewhere. The old landlady would like the company.
There’s talk about a resolution to the civil war – but that’s ephemeral, taboo.
There’s talk of what to do over afternoon cider. One says it’s too early and orders coffee – black.
There’s talk of football and talk of cars: about engine size and torque and the best…Continue
It appeared in an otherwise clear, cobalt sky at exactly 05:30 in mid-July. The first pictures went on the internet minutes later.
Astronauts, as they passed aboard the ISS, amazed, added their own pictures by 05:49.
By 06:00, they were trending worldwide.
Cameras of all kinds were aimed upward.
Conjectures arose: ‘Aliens’; ‘A sign from God’; ‘Abnormal coastal activity, augmented by mild climactic shifts in wind speed and temperature’.
‘It’s just a cloud,’…Continue
‘I’m fed up of moons. Haven’t set foot on a planet in years.’
‘There was Ceres,’ Kane says. Mars in her visor blurring her pale face red.
‘Doesn’t count.’ Why should it? It’s just as dull and dusty as this potato.
‘Keep your voice down. You’ll hurt its feelings.’
Kane has a soft spot for Ceres, or, more accurately, for the view of Jupiter from there.
We were assigned to the first manned mission to Europa, five years from now. So here we are, back on Phobos…Continue