Short Story

Crush and be Crushed

I was asked to give you a quick lesson on the Sylvilagus floridanus. Topics were to cover its medium height ears, the fluff of gray and/or brown, and its appropriate tail color of white. Yes, this was going to be a quick narrative of the Eastern Cottontail rabbit, specifically, those Read more…

Short Story

The son of a Hitman

Rules. There are rules for everything in life. Good or bad, the rules are there for someone to follow. Traffic? Rules. Tests? Rules. Life? Rules. Well, some rules anyway. My life has rules too. Not my rules mind you, but my father’s. Even his rules are not all his. But Read more…

Short Story

Conveyor Lady

For the most part, it was smooth. Though worn in a few areas, it was in its peak-prime-shape for sure. Sliding along on its rollers the sound was soothing to Tasha who’d just finished her daily inspection of the life of the plant. The line, better known to you an Read more…

Short Story

A Family of Should Haves

The gathering of the estranged family members was not for the joyful reason Martha Cole had planned, or instead hoped for. No, this gathering was a post-funeral meeting for the passing of Ms. Cole. Sitting in Ms. Cole’s private office was a group of nine people, most of whom haven’t Read more…

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Blurry Blue Door

All Jack could remember when he opened his eyes was the time on the clock right before he shut off the lights as he crawled into his bed. It was precisely 6:65 a.m. and the sun was nowhere to be seen. He spun around, already standing up and wearing only Read more…

Short Story

Ten Decades of Ruling, No More

This letter was found on the desk of the North Korean Premier on 2 September 2020 and declassified by the United States Government on 12 September 2048. The Premier was found dead, succumbing to a self-inflicted gunshot wound, after an apparent murder-suicide plot to kill members of the Democratic People’s Read more…

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The Gumball Labs Incident

The daily entry of Mark, our lab intern, was unmistakable as his shoe did its routine squeak across the faux wood floor. As the only doctor on staff that shift I was in charge of the microbiologist staff, Mark included. I watched as he sat at his desk to go Read more…

Short Story

The choice is yours

Ninety-four years wasn’t too bad of a run, thought Certus. It was indeed a good run, a good life overall. Certus was a man of little worth in the sense of being worth money. He had little need of it, really. He was considered homeless by most. However, he thought Read more…

Short Story

Dragon’s Blood and Alphas

Detective Don Aten arrived at his desk and put his coffee on the already coffee-stained paper coaster near the edge. Taking his jacket off to place it on the back of his chair he scanned the near-empty office space. Short of the new intern in the corner working to catalog Read more…