Good Girl (AS "P")
"Good girl!" Those words whipped around her ears, gliding down and across her eardrum, rumbled in her brain, zipped down her nerves. "You're being such a good girl for me!" Again, fissures of pleasure beat against her two fold, one from...
"Submit" (a poem)
"Submit" I've come up with the idea. I've thought about it. I've planned it out. I've outlined it. " Submit" I've typed the words. I've told the story. I've penned the dialogue. I've written it. "Submit" I've reread...
Smooth Sailing (TTW pt. 8)
Bang! Stanced up swimmers bolted off their starting pads. Diving into the wavy pool of rippling liquid. Arms, legs, and bodies bracing against the dense material that resists passage. The shining ripples were beautiful, their movements were beautiful,...
Home for the Holiday (AS "O")
"Jingle Bells, Conrad Smells. Bastion laid an egg..." The tune was offkey, Bastion the Panther was not a singer. But he didn't care, he was happy as a lark, happy enough to actually lay an egg. He was heading home to Conrad. His jolly song echoed...
Three Body Problem (AS "N")
Hawk the Earthen Rock Pigeon Anthro sat, idling with his IRIS open tracing his way through yottabytes upon yottabytes of interconnectivity to the Universal Modulus Network, or UMN. Literally tracing through solar systems worth of processing power and...
I feel the siren's call
I feel the siren's call. It harkens me back unto its murky waters. The sonorous sound is delicate like a lover's sweet embrace. But I've been drowned before by its host beneath the waves. Yet it still sings to me and pulls towards my fate. I resist but...
Scent of Failure, Smell of Success (AS "M")
Adriel was very aware of the drop of sweat that trailed down his snout. Unfortunately, his fur was saturated with the moisture and couldn't absorb a lick more. Just an eighteen millionth reminder that he was out here, baking in the harsh summer sun,...
Will, Persistence, Patience, and Love (a poem)
As you walk this Earth, you will ask for something more Something real, something fake, something artistic to explore. Some skill for which you can say wholeheartedly is your own Some talent, some niche, some activity to...
You are not a rock! (a poem)
For Kris, who reminded me that there is much joy and happiness to be found even in the darkest times! When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what it is and what it is not When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what is real and what is just...
Discharging Ballast (TTW pt. 7)
Deacon just watched Kane's car drive off, feeling both wonderful and at the same time alone. Here on the street, there was only him and his thoughts and the far off stars. He gazed back up at them while trying to understand what Kane had said about...
Cold Laps (AS "L")
I will swear on my life this was real. It happened. But I'm taking it to the grave. Cause no one would believe me even if I did tell them. It was winter. Snow storms the likes we've never seen hit us without warning. I was hit hard. That good ol' mouse...
Pawprints (a poem)
Many holes in the sand and here's where I dig mine. To bury away the past I fear and make it hard to find. But the sand cares not for what I feel nor what I hide away. It always seems to come full bare and see the light of day. So...