The Flavor of Mistakes
He began writing slowly, laboring over simple words, proceeding clumsily. "When you are growing a plant, it is best to be most careful early in the plant's life. Little mistakes during early stages of growth impact how healthy the plant becomes - how...
The Turning Day Before The Ritual
As he reached an age approaching that of a man, determined by the elders, the young otter began to receive private lessons to prepare him for his ritual. The ritual takes place behind walls of plants tended to be impenetrable. Tall, thick grasses,...
Mother and Son
When I was young, everything I did was new. The praise I received was, in kind, new. It was intense and exhilarating, and I gauged my success by it. I wove baskets from reeds and made pottery and jewelry from clay. We subsisted on fishing and gathering...
Arctic Fox in the Polar Bear's Jaws
All day long he flipped through images, video, and text. He had four hours of media, an hour for lunch, and four more hours of media. While one screen displayed the content the other contained tools for mapping times, identities, drawing correlations,...
Russian Birch: Chapter 2
ATTENTION: There are no tags or categories for transgender related stories or subjects. For that reason these stories have been categorized as "other". They do not. however, contain any herm or supernatural content. They are intended to be realistic...
Russian Birch: Chapter 1
ATTENTION: There are no tags or categories for transgender related stories or subjects. For that reason these stories have been categorized as "other". They do not. however, contain any herm or supernatural content. They are intended to be realistic...
At An Airport Bar - An X Rated Poem
There is a great deal of metaphor in this poem which is unknowable without significant insight into my personal history. I don't think it is strictly necessary, though, to understand the symbolic intricacy to enjoy the piece. What I do think is...
Love at First Touch
He tossed and turned in his bed shaped like a sleek red race car. His bedding, so carefully arranged by his mother while he was riding the bus to school that morning, was now a tangled mess. The top sheet was wrapped around his leg in a most...
Interview
This story is written as a first draft in the submission box without any prior outline or drafts. It's a creative experiment and a short story to show that I'm still alive and that one day there will be another real story. ...
Brother, My Father
I'm a photographer now. Though I love writing, I'm a photographer. It takes a lot out of me to write stories. I don't plan on giving up at it, but I can't see myself producing stories any faster than I already am. What follows is a work of fiction and...
Top Space
"Daddy!" Somewhere in his mind the words burned him. They hurt a deep and troubled part of his soul. On the surface - where the two of them lived now in the moment - they kicked a deep spur in his flank and he drove into her hard. He dug his claws...
Drifter
Space is the only thing I'll ever need; which is fortunate, as it'll be here for a while. Every law on every station in every system can blow to stardust and I'll just sift through it for a scenic route to the next interplanetary gravesite. Sure, my...