Flight 374

The flight from New York to LA takes just over 6 hours. Martin VonBraun hugged his brother Joe goodbye at airport security. He spent some time in duty-free before he headed to Gate 7A. Joeseph made his way back into the city, through crowded tubes and up a cramped escalator to his office. He sat... Continue Reading →

AnaMia

She burnt away, rotting from within Until all that was left was ceramic skin Perfectly painted with only one crack Just below the knee, a hole of deep black The only blemish on a porcelain doll, Showing inside she was nothing at all But empty and hollow, full of dead space A vacuous vacuum with a manufactured... Continue Reading →

Restless

I have a concrete body And a restless soul, A rib-caged heart And lungs of coal.   The tide changes In my bloodstream. Ruffled heart feathers Screaming run, change, move. . Via Daily Prompt: Tide

Written in the Stars

She stood on the shore and watched a star fall down from the heavens towards her. The closer it came, the smaller it got. It burnt brighter as it entered her atmosphere and then dimmed. She almost lost track of it altogether until she heard the thud of it landing in a sand dune behind... Continue Reading →

Black Noise

I don't hear things like you do. I hear them in colours. It doesn't quite translate the way you think. White noise tends to be a little pink. Finding white noise that is purely white is as difficult as finding untouched snow in a playground. There's too much going on these days- too many radio frequencies, too... Continue Reading →

Dead Man’s Grasp

The key is kept in the dead man's grasp. That was it. That was all I had. A clue whispered to me through breaks in a fever dream. I held on to it tightly. I repeated it to myself over and over so it would not slip away. I had been aware of someone in my room- a dark... Continue Reading →

Fortune Teller

The fairground is nearly empty when you arrive. You pass tired children, drooped in their parents' arms and insisting (between yawns) that they're not tired and they can do just five more minutes. You step over candyfloss wrappers and coffee cups. It smells like burnt popcorn and roasted almonds. Some of the rides have shut... Continue Reading →

Lighthouse Keeper

At night the sea matches the sky. Clear midnight skies mean calm inky waters, a still blanket of stars beneath the heavens. Stormy skies mean turbulent seas, high winds tussling with high waves. The Lighthouse Keeper sees it all. She lives in circular walls. In the evenings she sets a mug down on her round... Continue Reading →

The Middle of a Vanishing Act

A wisp of smoke in the pitch black. It rises up from the ground and curls, like a incandescent snake climbing towards the moonlight. From its base, cracks of crimson shoot out towards you. You stop... in case the ground is about to fall apart. You know you should run, but your hammering, awe-filled heart keeps you to rooted to the... Continue Reading →

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