Crusty Carafe (for the coffee lovers)
The coffee pot sits unused unloved. It waits to be filled with water and bean. And then when it comes it’s bitter and black. But it feels so good against the…
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21 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Poetry Circuits Activate
My piston pulled legs be they rusted or loose serve me well. My mechanical mind whirs with cogs wheeling round and round. My iron-chrome shell though dented…
It's not good, but I wrote it for you.
It’s not good but I wrote it for you. You fucking jerks. I put these words to keyboard. and why? So I can practice writing sentences? I can do that in my spare…
Your Some-Colored Eyes
I’ve never much cared about the color of eyes. Of all of their traits it seems the most...dull. And that isn’t to say that I won’t hold your gaze. But when I…
The Wizard and the Boy - Philosopher's Stone
The Wizard and I stood in a candlelit room, staring at the box. It was small, gilded at the edges, and strongly locked. He told me that it contained a…
A Drunken Parable
I think some day I might start speaking with a British accent. Once I’ve started, of course, I can never stop. It would be silly to switch back. The sheer…
Mechanical Failure
“Yep,” the Mechanic said, alone in the desert, “well there’s our problem, right there. Fuel leak. She bled out.” The carcass of the cargo ship had been baking…
How the Light Filters In
The light filtered in through the blinds, passed carefully through dust, and finally came to rest on the carpet. It illuminated there a stain, one which had…
Ganymede, Day One
There may come a time when I call this my home--this place of stale, recycled air, of methane rain beating weakly on envirosuits--but until then, I find myself…
A Glimpse of Light
Deep in the tunnels, I had lost everything: guide, flashlight, matches, and now my courage. All I had left was the darkness, and a new friend. The beast was…
How are we funded, Professor?
“This will be your first lesson in real science,” said the Professor, heaving a roll of extension cord into my arms, “Problem solving. Not the phooey you’re…
The Unbelievable
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” I said, walking through the dreamscape. “It is a place very few have seen,” said my guide, “in fact, you and I are the…
Washed Ashore
I awakened on the sand, my lungs forcibly expelling water. The beach was no more than a white-hot glare to my eyes, and the grit tore painfully on my sunburned…
The Negotiator
“I trust you know why I’m here.” “REMIND ME” “I’m here, because you locked seven people in that room, and now you’re not letting them go. I’m going to work…
Musing on First Contact
“What if I were the person to make extraterrestrial contact?” she asked of her computer screen. It was her favorite part of the day, the time directly after…
Witnessing Creation
The R. Tanassis drifted through the black, its captain looking anxiously upon the control panels, trying to discern the ship’s speed. But, as he would soon…
The Starship
I was sleeping when the alien ship finally opened. It was early morning when the call came, ringing loudly through the shabby motel room. A fellow reporter…
I've quit smoking. (for the 27th time...)
I was thinking--looking down at its burning ember end--and considering the fact that this could be my last cigarette, possibly ever. Thinking, what am I doing…
Data Acquisition
The doctor gestured with a frail hand toward a chair placed opposite his. I sat, as ordered, as he continued. “You see, I am--rather, the both of us, in a…
The Problem With Time Travel
Alright...I’ve only got a few minutes before the next, um, event, so I’m going make this quick. You’re listening to this, I’m assuming, because you’re…