Half-Eaten, Out of Place

The best thing about living alone is that you can take your bra off the second you get home. You don't even have to wait until you get into your bedroom. You can unclip it in the hall and have it pulled out of your sleeve before your ass hits the sofa. Nobody complains if... Continue Reading →

You Ain’t Welcome Here

We don't get many visitors round these parts. We don't take kindly to 'em either. It's not so much that this is a one-horse town, we just got our own ways of doing things and we don't like 'em changing. It's harder now than it used to be. People always tryin'a build railroad tracks 'tween us and... Continue Reading →

Ice-Cream Van at the End of the Galaxy

There's an ice-cream van at the edge of the Milky Way. It's been there longer than there has been life on Earth. Commuters stop by on the intergalactic highway as they make their way home from work. It serves almost every flavour. The Ice-Cream Man gets beans from Fesluyrus that can make up to seven different kinds of chocolate.... Continue Reading →

Dressing an Illusionist

"It's all about how things look, little one," The Conjurer told her. He snapped his long, thin fingers and stopped a pocket of time- a snapshot of Carmilla looking up at him, bemused.  He moved the present Carmilla away to a wardrobe she hadn't noticed before. The doors opened and inside hung several differently coloured... Continue Reading →

Time’s Up

My Grandfather fixes clocks. He used to do it for a living, but now I think he just does it for fun. He says it keeps his hands busy and his mind alert now that he's so old. Which is ridiculous because I think he has a better memory than the rest of us. He always knows... Continue Reading →

The Start of a Vanishing Act

From a young age, Carmilla had a knack for disappearing. She couldn't control it at first, it was just a feeling started by a jittery heart. When things were bad around her she'd feel it start to race and her chest grow tight, as every muscle in her body tightened. It was like an invisible boa constrictor had... Continue Reading →

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

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