Every night it is the same. In my dream I find myself on a dark pathway in a foggy night forest, moving towards an eerie-looking house with a single light in the upstairs window. I am petrified but unable to stop my feet from walking up to the front door. It appears to be…
Category: fiction
#FF — Pink Peace
Ladies Of The Universal Sacrament’s (LOTUS) operations convene in their new headquarters on Tuesday. The mobile complex includes She-House, habi-condos, and a silver jade fountain that flows with artesian spring water. LOTUS assesses, monitors, and enforces The Sacrament – peace in the galaxy. Like its predecessor, the Bat Light, the Telepathic Neon Lotus (aka Pink…
#MM Saturday Mix — Only $5!
My roomie in college’s combination of impulsiveness and kind-heartedness, in retrospect, led to the worst and best days of my life. The day we walked down to the convenience store and saw the cutest little red-headed girl sitting on the curb with a rattling, scratching box, Mimi couldn’t resist the tiny mutt pup for “only…
#FF — The Justified Boys
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…
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…
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