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Added by C.C. Rocker on April 29, 2014 at 9:08 — No Comments
Empty! Some towns are like that – an emptiness in the soul. Standing on the corner looking up and down the main drag. Nothing. Up and down the side street. Nothing. Just the oppression of the place, like even the dust had given up.
I walked north. I could have boxed the compass; it wouldn’t have mattered. I walked north and hoped.
Two blocks and he was standing there. Another corner, just as empty, just as lonely, except there he was – his white cane extended into the roadway.…Continue
Hopes and Dreams
Jaz waited under the clock, a wilting bunch of roses hanging limply by his side. When he arrived the evening was still bright with promise and excitement, now it was darkening with the setting sun and his humiliation. The girl that featured in his dreams had arranged to meet him here, on the station platform at six. His shoulders drooped; he should have known it was too good to be true; that a beautiful and popular girl like her would agree to…Continue
Beyond the Sun’s heliopause the asteroid, mined and modified into the Deep Space One Observatory, drifted through the interstellar void. Its lazy rotation created a 0.7 gravity for the 211 scientists and technicians living there; humanities furthest outpost.
Martin Messier idly flicked through the latest news feed from Earth, 3 months old now. History. Christ I'm bored he thought, putting his pad down to stare at the data scrolling across the lab’s holoscreen.…Continue
Added by Richard Ostler on April 27, 2014 at 20:30 — No Comments
There exists a woman in space, her eyes have seen many things but still are light with the wonders yet to come. She is known as StarChaser, Daughter of royalty, and friend to the people. Her race has natural abilities above those of earth. The ability to pull oxygen from the water as easily as air. Her body can withstand the vacuum of space and the pressures of the deepest oceans.
She was to be queen of her planet of Reznor, but left on her 18th birthday to explore the universe,…Continue
Added by Andrew Lionheart on April 25, 2014 at 14:39 — No Comments
Oh, the grin,
The villainous grin,
The one with blood
To fill it within,
With the sin to offend
By merely a thin
Bend of the lips
A curl at each end.
Added by Spider Phibes on April 24, 2014 at 23:24 — No Comments
last july, my mommy and daddy took me and my little brother to the unded zoo to see the last peepel ther who are steel around who are ded but steel moving around. ther were lots of cages with peepel inside them who looked like they were ded, but steel moving a round a lot. one of the unded peepel…Continue
Added by RM DuChene on April 24, 2014 at 19:42 — No Comments
SO MANY WORDS SPINNING THROUGH MY MIND,
WORDS OF THOUGHT, ENTWINED AND UN-BROKEN.
LOVING AND GENTLE, CRUEL AND UNKIND,
Added by C.C. Rocker on April 24, 2014 at 8:10 — No Comments
Added by George Davis on April 23, 2014 at 1:54 — No Comments
I stood like a ghost behind the net curtain of my dark and dingy room. I watched as my mother stood talking to one of my school friends outside on the doorstep. Inside I wished for her to leave but as I watched, my mother invited her in. My heart closed like a fist; I felt the familiar knot in my throat as I heard the stairs creak and the knock on the door that followed.
“Andi?” Anxious. Worried. Concerned. “Andi, can I come in?” Tired of the waiting. Tired of the hiding. “You…Continue
Sally turned to leave, her heart began to race as she spotted Harry enter the crowded room.
His eye’s scanned the room, then they met hers.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you.”
Her eyebrows bunched in confusion “What.”
“I love you”
“How do you expect me to respond to this?”
“How about you love me too.”
“How about I’m leaving” said Sally as she stormed past him, she was leaving.
“Doesn’t anything I’ve said…Continue
Added by Graeme Edwardson on April 20, 2014 at 11:22 — No Comments
“And what, pray tell, is organic milk?”
My aunt asks me this question with a challenging swagger. She does not believe in “organic.” Not in the mood to get scoffed at about falling for a marketing ploy, I give a concise definition. I get scoffed at anyway.
“You know, that’s not highly regulated at all, and last I heard, it’s illegal to feed hormones to animals raised for food and milk and the like.” It is the only milk in the house. She uses it, against her consumer…Continue
Added by Sherrie Dennis on April 19, 2014 at 23:18 — No Comments
just published today in the Journal.ie
Added by Steve Downes on April 19, 2014 at 19:12 — No Comments
Before this, sleeping had taken Jonathan to a guy that he didn’t know but calling him like they had a story. The guy in his dream called him Steve. Jonathan or Steve -it’s up to you want to read as who–was sleeping when something (or someone) touched his cheek softly, like whatever it was, didn’t want to wake him up –but it did. He found that guy right there (brown-haired, 20s years old), standing and staring at him at…Continue
Added by Aditya Prawira on April 14, 2014 at 18:00 — No Comments
“Rocco!, Rocco!, Rocco!”, the 500 strong boxing crowd had found their voice. Seconds remained in round 4 when Rocco had momentarily left himself open. A straight left hand freight trained upwards into his ribcage. The thump of leather on skin was enough to flip stomachs in the watching…Continue
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The Pagan Field…
Added by Steve Downes on April 13, 2014 at 13:36 — No Comments
Darkness surrounded the park; moved through the trees; encompassed the foliage. Only animals with gigantic eyes dared be outside. Darkness gripped the parking lot, but was fought back by lamps surrounding the pavilion.
A vehicle drove through the woods and parked under the lamp in front of the pavilion. A girl sat in the driver’s seat. She left the car running, turned on the ceiling light, and pulled out her computer. The blinking curser on the blank word-processing screen…Continue
Added by C.C. Rocker on April 13, 2014 at 10:25 — No Comments
The Three Holes
The worst part of her day had begun; her comically oversized eyes opened with great pain. Without consciousness, she reached for the Chardonnay from the night before. "Fuck", she…
Added by C.C. Rocker on April 12, 2014 at 21:00 — No Comments
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Added by Steve Downes on April 11, 2014 at 14:51 — No Comments