Three Sisters Are We: Part Two – Daphne
The bites on my legs. On my chest. His feverish tongue… Ugh, those vampires! The memories from our time on that pirate ship had seized my focus, an essential quality at a horrible time...
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The bites on my legs. On my chest. His feverish tongue… Ugh, those vampires! The memories from our time on that pirate ship had seized my focus, an essential quality at a horrible time...
From the baggage claim onward, things are different. He thought it would feel like a vacation. Although he was present for reasons far beyond poolside mixed drinks with a side of gossip and over...
‘Celebritydeathlist.com’ listed fifty celebrities considered most likely to die each year, as voted for by the dedicated curators of the site. The names got checked off with a skull and cross bones as each...
Haibun Poem “Da menos tu hija! La queremos para nueva reigna!” He shouted outside our house. We saw him from the window. I shuddered at the sight of his tattoos. His friends laughed....
Back up on top of that hill, crouching beneath the one large rock in the area, Dan and his new best friend, far more stubborn than he’d expected, were drenched through. The rain continued...
Serial Fiction On one of his very first public appearances at a gallery when his popularity was gathering speed he met an old classmate. A girl, he remembered her as a girl even though she...
Short Story The cat took a long nap on the sunny porch; away from the city clutter and abusive smells it was relaxed and happy. The air was clean, the breeze was cool, the...
Short Story I think he was a sign. It couldn’t have been anything else. He came and stood right next to her. At first he turned away. At first she wasn’t sure. Nothing...
Serial Novel They were growing fiercer and stronger by the second. The city was alive with commotion; black smoke billowed out from nearby buildings and police sirens wailed without purpose. The screams of men,...
Serial Fiction Anton had a piece of toast in his mouth this whole time and was too afraid to chew it for it would make too much noise. The crunchy bread was half digested by...
They found him up on the crest of a lonely peak in the old boondocks, nose to the ground, sniffing, taking his time; time being the thing he had aplenty. Time, and that expanse...
Short Story The Giant was moved by the cacophony with the fruit fly. Not moved enough to change religion. But moved enough to turn off the image box, finish his wine and stare out of...