The Human Comedy: Piano Man
Satire The music man played on. It was the third hour of his fifth set on the fourth night of the cruise. At dawn they would dock, and by 4 p.m. they’d set sail...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Satire The music man played on. It was the third hour of his fifth set on the fourth night of the cruise. At dawn they would dock, and by 4 p.m. they’d set sail...
Poem I lie with my ear to the ground: Below I can hear the whisperings, The scratchings, the rustles, Of insects with wings like scraps of lace, Can hear the trees roots drinking...
Short Story John Stone raised his flame high and let it pierce through Zerzura’s afternoon darkness. The people, getting their first breathes of fresh air since the instatement of the lockdown, flocked to the...
Sci Fi Stories “Hit the skids, ya drunk!” Jopp jumped back just in time to avoid the flailing body being hurled into the street. The body landed with a splash in a muddy puddle....
Short Story He watched, agitated, as they died around him. Family after family, loved one after loved one, it didn’t matter. They would grow old, get sick. Always the same. Always by himself at...
Short Story The sound of the doorbell made Martina jump. She’d been staring expressionlessly at the parade of faces on the screen trying to peddle her everything from knock-off jewellery to Viagra since 4am....
Short Story It was 1 in the morning of the daily cycle, but there was light coming from every house on Zerzura. The whole colony was watching to see if the wormhole portal’s arrival...
Short Story I stood on the bank of the Manzanares, smoked a cigarette, and pissed into the river. The Manzanares was like a stream of urine on a hot summer sidewalk. I had made...
Short Story I was never destined to be a millionaire. My first failure of the task occurred at the age of eight. It was a normal afternoon at day-care. I went to the...
Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
Poem I write these words to make you aware, I mean every letter I type, I am guilty for the World today, Please God, own my life. I might just be another creature, as...