The Justified Boys Four farmer’s kids did their morning chores, met up, and wandered woods, fields, and streams until dinner bells. Raylan, Arlo, Boyd, and Art dreamed music most nights. Some might think it was a shared mission sent from up above. After harvest, each boy was given a small share of what was left…
Category: fiction
What do you see # 30 — Another chance?
After the end times when only scattered evidence of human existence were left, what it meant to be human faded into dust. The planet’s sickness subsided and all living things began to flourish in the harmony of a balanced ecosystem. It was then that The Goddess chose to visit Mother Gaia for tea. She arrived…
FFFC #66 — Fatal Flaw
Fatal Flaw The consummate game designer sipped his tea while reminiscing over bug fixes he’d done on this one over the years. The “forty days forty nights” reboot appeared to restore balance to it. “Series of hurricanes” kept the players busy for awhile, but soon they were right back to the flawed parts that threw…
#FF — O’ahu Resurrection
Out of breath after barely catching the bus, I looked for a seat. Being a haole, no alohas were found in the faces of the Islanders – except his. Mine said mahalo as I sat. I told him my divorce was new; that in the end my ex saw me as poke and I saw…
#FFFC 65 — Origin
The assembled team had been following clues across terrains on continents for a decade. The virus had decimated two-thirds of the human population. All attempts to build a vaccine failed as more died. Consensus was reached that the origin of the virus needed to be found. The rumor it was in some open air market…
Finish The Story — The House on Clearwater Lake
Jim Adams has tagged me to write a chapter on Teresa Grabs’ fun challenge, Finish The Story. ________________________________________ Here’s how Teresa kicked things off. A house sat perched precariously on the edge of Clearwater Lake. It was a house that should not have stood, yet stand it did. It had been there for centuries and…
What do you see # 28 — With you every day
An innocent victim of a drive-by shooting, he’d been in a coma for six months. Attached to intravenous drips, a ventilator, a catheter, with various electrodes attached to monitor his life functions, the twenty-year-old Rafael, to all eyes, professional and personal, looked like inert material that needed to be cared for in the coma unit…
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