Poetry

lit candle sitting on a windowsill at night

Tonight, hold your curtain open I did not know where you are Nor how to reach your distant star Please, leave your light on and drapes ajar  Tonight, I am going to swim ...

Fiction

The surface of the moon looms in the lower right quadrant, dominated by two large craters and pockmarked by many smaller ones
1
0

I pull the lever as the whistle blows, and the press comes down. Low gravity makes the seal on the components produced on the moon superior, ...

Nonfiction

be the change spelled out in brown blocks with black letters

It was early in my career, having only been released to solo patrol maybe a month prior. The primary sergeant on my squad instructed sections of my academy courses, and ...

New Content

  • be the change spelled out in brown blocks with black letters
    2
    0

    It was early in my career, having only been released to solo patrol maybe a month prior. The primary sergeant on my squad instructed sections of my academy courses, and he remembered me the minute I stepped into my first assembly at 6 a.m. Even sporting a severe haircut. That was my first sign that ...
  • Clouds cascading upon a city at night
    1
    0

    Too much is occurring in our sheltered society hell-bent on tearing and leaving us in pieces. While the blood soaks through the dirt, evident like the smell of rage and gunpowder. “He’s the enemy!,” one cries as the mob of flesh-hungry beasts eat at one another. Ripping fragile veins and tearing through skin until only ...
  • lit candle sitting on a windowsill at night
    6
    0

    Tonight, hold your curtain open I did not know where you are Nor how to reach your distant star Please, leave your light on and drapes ajar  Tonight, I am going to swim across the Milky Way I do not know if the voyage is too far  Or whether the ocean of stars  Will be too turbulent for me  Tonight, my ...
  • The surface of the moon looms in the lower right quadrant, dominated by two large craters and pockmarked by many smaller ones
    1
    0

    I pull the lever as the whistle blows, and the press comes down. Low gravity makes the seal on the components produced on the moon superior, so my quotas have increased again. I heft the pieces into their crate roughly, but the shift is over, and it’s been a long day after a crazy week ...
  • Man standing on a beach with logs stacked all over haphazardly looking toward the sea in a red jacket. A gloomy sky and island is in the background.
    16
    0

    Paradise FallsParadise Falls: Prologue Paradise Falls: Chapter 1 Paradise Falls: Chapter 2 Paradise Falls: Chapter 3 Paradise Falls: Chapter 4 Paradise Falls: Chapter 5 Paradise Falls: Chapter 6 Paradise Falls: Chapter 7 Paradise Falls: Chapter 8 Paradise Falls: Chapter 9 Paradise Falls: Chapter 10 Paradise Falls: Chapter 11 Paradise Falls: Chapter 12 Paradise Falls: Chapter ...
Load More