Worth of a Man
Darkness. When Carser woke, it was into the darkness of a singularity; impenetrable, unyielding. Still silence bound his ears just as the darkness cloaked his eyes. He sat up, groping in the space around him, feeling for the familiarity of the solid world. His outstretched hand brushed a smooth wall to his right. Keeping one hand on the wall he clambered to his feet, only to hit his head on the ceiling.
What to do with the body. This was not a problem He’d had to deal with before, but He knew he’d figure it out. He had to, for Her.
The Well of Dry Days
“The vendor says you should bull-doze the barn immediately,” the real estate agent said, “it’s not safe and houses vermin. They were going to but had to leave quickly.”
“This is a great day for Sol Industries. This is a great day for our nation. This is a great day for our democracy!” Peter DeTayn’s voice warbled out of tinny speakers from the television above the bar.
Fairy Tales of Truth
We live in a practical world. It’s very much geared towards the key pillars of the workplace; our lifestyle, our past-times, our education, they’re all very… vocational. The modern curriculum is heavily in favour of the STEM subjects – Science, Technology, Engineering, Maths. Other areas such as the Humanities, Arts, and Social Studies are often seen as fluffy, impractical subjects, Friday afternoon fillers in the classroom, even though they’re the keys to critical thinking. And critical thinking is the key to figuring out who we are as individuals, as people, as a society, and what sort of society we want.
Midsummer darkness lingers too briefly, We’re roused awake before it’s even past, Clad ourselves in tatty garb aimed chiefly,
Threads and threads woven around and through, Skeins of colour reaching out, borrowed from another soul Warped into a blended whole,
The Dating Scene
Brian squeezed the reassuring weight of a bottle of red wine in one hand as he trod the four familiar sandstone steps to the portico. The brass door-knocker clattered under his hand, above it, at eye level, an engraved plaque read: Saint Cecilia’s Philanthropic Society for Actors, Acting, and Diverse Arts.