Wet Cement, Ch. 15: Lines Blurred
They had been put on alert the evening Flick announced the koaku assault had been squashed, and continued their 12-on, 12-off schedule for the next two days (FLI-682 did not) until someone finally set some big brass straight and they were told to...
Kitchen
The Kitchen He used to stand right here. I would sit like this next to him and play while he made and shaped the dough. At least that's what I'm told. My brother said he died in the defense of Belgrade while I was still very young, and though I...
Letter to E.E. Cummings
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Streetcars
"#Knocker two seven this is Stretch, orbital bombardment had ceased. Push given vector to sector seven three two nine and secure atmosphere.#" "Copy Stretch," Book said, the pilot and captain of our small interceptor. "Knocker flight two seven...
Serge's
He bought gas in the morning. She knew this because she woke up as he was putting the nozzle of the pump into the fill port on the side of the truck. She wiggled in an attempt to sit up only to find that she had both blankets wrapped around her,...
From the market
The full sized pickup truck was at least ten years old and stood alone in the center of a nearly empty parking lot. The passenger door was a slightly different shade of white than the rest of the vehicle, and there was a little dried splattering of mud...
Unwanted Rescue
It was only quiet for about an hour before there was a commotion outside the cage room door. "Alright, alright! Fine!" Shouted sales master's voice. "Hurry up though; I've got to get the rest of these to the lot auction and you know those...
You Are Mine
You are Mine Sleet stung my face every time the breeze blew it under the overhang. I leaned back against the wall and slid down to sit on the tiny patch of dry concrete that ran along its length. I watched the pellets of ice bounce off the concrete...
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-3: Calculus
There was a jostle and he opened his eyes. The lights were on, the red circle was gone, and he could move again. Mallet was standing and stretching. "Awake, sunshine?" "Yeah," Pearson mumbled, sliding out of the bunk and scooting to the side in...
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-2: Sleep
"After you," Echo said, holding the door open. "I still can't believe he made you give them your key. Now I'm paranoid. What do you think they're going to come in here and do?" She collapsed into an easy chair. "I don't know. They live upstairs....
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-1: The Bigot
Rika set the test unit behind her and plunged back into the open panel, straining down until her waist was against the edge of the hole. She reached down, attempting to grab the probe while her weight shifted, threatening to send her tumbling into the...
Poem: Flameout
It all goes quiet That's when you know It's happening again The nose pitches forward, So you haul back on the stick For a moment a response But it's gone all too quick Your heart, like your head, Knows what's below Knows what is...