She walked along the echoing hallways from end to end from the time she woke up and until the time she laid down on her pallet in the great room of the hall. In wintertime the granite floor tiles became blocks of ice. In summertime, she laid her cheeks on their cool surface as relief…
Category: fiction
What do you see # 35 — Soul Suckers
The people of Marchini had been under attack for months. The dark wraiths traveled like mist under doors, no matter how well stuffed with rags, and sucked the souls from dreamers. Instead of waking, the dreamers would be found in a comatose state, their bodies looking shrunken as if they had been mummified. People tried…
#FF — “Teach Me”
They say when the student is ready the master will come. For Marcia and Meg, the student came to the master, or in this case, mistress. Marcia, eighty-six years old, was homebound. Marcia was also the author of a dozen books on bdsm*. Her pinnacle tome, “On Their Knees,” was “The Bible” in some circles….
#FFFC — The Merman
Every night at 11:30 he sent it. She would be waiting with her cloak on for its faint glimmer at the far end of the field. Its glow would grow brighter as it got closer, until finally it was at her door. She followed it to him, to the cave she could never find in…
#FF — Awake
Strapped onto the bed, natural and introduced orifices maintained fluid input and output by proxy. Through the haze, I discerned their routine movements. Bright LEDs popped on, after which the metal clanking of the door lock brought their soft padding into the room. One smelled of lilacs; another of onions. They never spoke as they…
What do you see # 34 — Mother Bear
Mother Bear wandered these woods for a good hundred years. Her cubs were many and had populated the region, valleys and mountains, and beyond. Mother Bear was tired. It was time for her to rest. One day in early fall, she fell asleep under a majestic beech tree surrounded by oak and did not wake…
#FFFC 70 — Please be seated.
I jumped the train just as it rolled away from the station. The conductor’s frown as he collected the fare turned into a smile with a $5 tip. I’d never seen the train so full as today. There must be a special event in the city drawing suburbanites in. Not a seat to be…
Tao-Talk 