I look at the machine sharpened blades in my palm and squeeze hard. The pulsations of pain pierce through ever nerve ending in my arm, as colors explode in my head, I travel back

The first shuttle came and went and he was still waiting for a customer. Some choices needed witnessing. He hopes his next actions fit the bill. He conjured up Sir Plus.

I stood atop the metal grate with the waters up to my knees & held her lifeless body clear of the runoff. I just stood there staring into her dead eyes asking her why with my tears

Yfrįttē, my third tier robot, was dead at my feet. The bullet that had killed him had come from the gun I was holding like a long lost lover in the shade of the fronds on the veran

If I really wanted to, I could recall what it was like when not having a choice was not a choice but an opportunity, a chance to raise our names out of obscurity. Toxic clouds of

Rapunzel tweeted another braid tutorial and collected from Adsense a payment for all the ads on her Facebook. Mulan's side of the chat was still empty. Rapunzel sent another emoji.

The actress they had ordered did not show so they asked one of the upperclassman to sit and model nude for them. He was a charity case sent down from The Broads. Everybody knew tho

I nursed fire across my kitchen in the form of a fiery stick end struck askew by his fate. I was Prometheus's Promise parading in public with pampered and Pompadoured poodles & alp

I told him that he should never image that he could get me to honor our deal after what he did to the French Cuff Man. He flatly maligned him every which way but right. It would be

I was 7 when he first sent me to bring the pussy. I searched and searched until it was dark out and Papa slipped in his visit with Aunt Clymenestra and the Philip Batemans.

I could feel the angel's wing besides me in the earth, her pin feathers wrapping themselves onto each touch. Each part yearning for touch, for the spark when We have met the enemy

I haven't scolded myself yet today; that's a victory, of sorts. 5:27 and no scolding, no scalding, no school. Fooling the fools who they were fooling they got full of themselves &

I had twisted my toes again and now I didn't know where one foot started and the other one ended. I assumed they met in the middle because I bothered to ask because I still don't

Besides her radiance and her smile, and her temperament, and her fine comportment, and that she was loved by one and all in the Village of Aarrgggh, everything about her is Evil.

It feels like Pali. I tasted the Pali including the word and Pali. (logos & Pali) probably and the dumbfucks that love them. That supported our image of Bali. Probably. Most likely

The Earl didn't like it in Tomorrow's belly. He emptied his pocket of Ex-Lax. Tomorrow quickly passed, & Earl Grey found himself in the camp of another warlord- Next Week. "Charge!

But ho! Woab's garden was full of enchanted flowers who sang enchanted songs to Rebbie and Pinky's story. "Come, my sweet little tale," they sing, as Gibber waits hungrily in the

rigid on grandpa Larry's lap, grimacing and hands over his ears through the old radio recordings. When they were over, Larry asked Johnny if he'd liked them, but he was dead.

lived the Amish way. Her mother winked at the question. Eridani was 11 when she found out. A traveling salesman came to the door. The final payment for your daughter is overdue.

the bacon platter to bare. Kitty/Puppy curled up with Sophia and napped under the moon. The man in the moon winked and Sophia dialed the groomers. Tomorrow would be the big day.