by Anon “You wake up and your shoes don’t fit.” I swirl my latte, watching the cocoa dusting fracture and split. “No, nothing.” Jordan smiles patiently. “Not even a flicker? We just need to ignite an idea.” “Nothing,” I sigh. “Two blueberries fall into your soup.” I shake my head. “You befriend a squirrel in … Continue reading Writer’s Block
Tag: original fiction
Headspace
By Laeni Rose “Where am I?” I think as I open my eyes. I can see nothing of note. There’s only an unbearable, all-encompassing grey. Clouds swirl all around me. My hands swipe gently through mist. My head feels shrouded in nothingness and my eyes struggle to adjust. They never do. Taking a step forward … Continue reading Headspace
You Can’t Go Back
by Anon They say you can’t go back but, here I am, transported to this dark, quiet lounge waiting for the person that will inevitably bring me my future. Going back takes me to the moment just before my life, a life filled with days and nights containing what I believed to be certain satisfaction, … Continue reading You Can’t Go Back
The Rouge Et Noir
by David Clasky I was working in the casino on a cruise ship sailing around the Caribbean. One day on shore break we went for a punt at the Casino Rouge et Noir in St. Maarten, a noisy, windowless room filled with tables and the chaotic din of slot machines. Playing blackjack at a packed … Continue reading The Rouge Et Noir
Uncanny Irony
by Anon The nearest lodging within 50 miles and literally in BFE. Obnoxious kids were spreading their party into our quiet part of the campground, waking us both. We learned they had a year of college under their belts. The volume of two voices increased to mere feet from the tent. The couple began confessing … Continue reading Uncanny Irony
Hello, Old Friend
by Corey Legend has it that an ancient being (man or woman, there is no way of knowing) died before fulfilling its lifelong dreams. Its soul was so broken up over the matter that it splintered into millions of pieces and scattered across the earth, seeking to burrow its way into the souls of others … Continue reading Hello, Old Friend
Security Closet
by Jordan The footage is grainy and the picture unclear. The details of the tiny figure convulsing on screen are difficult to make out, but the writhing agony etched across his face is painfully clear. Our room is silent, but the screams emitting from his grotesquely twisting mouth still reverberate through my bones. His contorted … Continue reading Security Closet
Last Minute
by Adam As the air settled, a staleness with it, my thoughts turned inwards. It had been years since I’d felt this still, this at peace. They say you start to focus on your best memories, the points of life like light shining in the darkness, to help you move forward. Lying there, I found … Continue reading Last Minute
Spare Tire
by Daniel Oliver He tightened the last lug nut, and straightened. His eyes lingered on the spare tire now fastened to its temporary home. It was funny looking; the spare tire. It made no effort to match the other tires. It was uninvolved, uncomplicated, unadorned with shiny rims, and unapologetically itself in every regard. It … Continue reading Spare Tire
The Claw: End of Lies
by Arthur L. Sweetwood Twenty-five years to the day he discovered his powers, Max kneels at his mother's grave between a candle-topped cupcake and rusty gaff hook. His chin trembles as years of trauma surface at once. His father growing distant months after reuniting the family in guilt. His mother’s face aging as she slowly … Continue reading The Claw: End of Lies
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