Fiction
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The spaceship flickered in and out of visibility as it emerged from the ocean. The package has been delivered and primed. The craft disappeared again, momentarily outlined by moonlit seawater flowing over its vast body as it slowly rolled before rising into the night sky. It left the planet unnoticed, just as it had come,…
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My heart is not broken. It still beats normally. It is my mind that is a mess. A nest of “if, then, why, what” thoughts. Questions that never stop. Why did you leave? If only I did this, rather than that! How can I restore that which was lost? Can what is lost be salvaged?…
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Jesus hates this part of the job. He and the Buddha take turns, each performing this task every other day, but it is still too much to bear. The Buddha seems unbothered by the letters. It seems to have deepened his love for the human condition, if such a thing were even possible. Jesus, on…
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The world has gone to shit. Ok, not the world. It is still the same rock spinning through space. People have gone to shit. Sally knows this because she watches the news. Some television networks will demonize a particular political group, while others retaliate and attack the political group that their competition seems to support.…
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The cow did not look right. It labored to walk. The extra limbs that grew out of its sides seem to move on their own accord, getting in the way. Sue saw the cow stumble past the kitchen window. ‘There’s a break in the fence again, ‘ she says over her shoulder before resuming her…
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No one would have believed that in the last days of 2025, humans were being watched by envious eyes, plotting an assault to claim Earth for itself. If the Christian Bible is to be believed, god created humans in his own image. This must mean that god is a selfish, self-absorbed, homicidal maniac that jumps…
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“I’ve never seen anything like this before”, Billy expertly spits dip-slop at a fly, knocking it down. “Looks all wrong”, he continues, poking at the thing they found with a dirty boot. He does not always spit accurately, and his shoes and clothing are stained as evidence. “Looks like a picture my sister’s kid once…
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The intersection of Murray and Moore streets is a choke point. On each of its four corners, there are popular businesses. On the northeast corner, there is a Chick-fil-A, and as you look clockwise, there is a Seven-brew, a Walmart neighborhood market, and a large liquor store on the other corners. The roads are extra…
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I don’t like myself. I am unbearable, hard-headed, opinionated, and arrogant. Sometimes I am just a troublemaker. I know this not from self-discovery, but from something less subjective. Two months ago, I came home from a day spent with friends, watching a full solar eclipse. The eclipse was spectacular! Seeing the sun disappear, hearing the…
Tales from my head 