Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Fiction.
Camellias. Top Story - June 2021.
The net didn’t bother her anymore. She had gotten used to the way the tan mesh obscured her vision and turned the world into an abstract painting. She liked the way it shielded the harsh sun. After a few years of wearing the protective suit, her eyes had become unaccustomed to the vibrant colors of the unshielded world and the bright light of the sun.
By Natalie Spack3 years ago in Fiction
Hear the City Scream
Phoenix dreaded sleeping. Every night, when his body went still and his mind began to roam, he was transported to a barren field enclosed by a 30 feet tall fence made of electric barbed wire. A middle-aged woman with messy locks of ash-blonde hair was staring at him, frantically mouthing something.
By Nelly Zerbib3 years ago in Fiction
Showgirls
"12:16. What a typical afternoon. Just waking up in -- oh god, is this my room? Yes, bed. My bed. Score one for the now sober beaver. Okay, girl so you made your way home, and with your old aunties heart shaped locket in tow right there on the dresser in front of the mirror left behind by mother and father - god rest their souls.
By Misty Moon3 years ago in Fiction
Home is Where the Heart Glows
Part 1: Captain’s Log My name is Greggory Gifford. For nearly a decade I have been captain of our journey through the inner solar system to evaluate the progress of Earth’s colonies on Mars, its moons, and our moon. The mission was successful as the harvest exceeded all expectations. Prior to departure, I submitted a request to schedule a return voyage to all locations to prepare for the next season. I am still awaiting a reply from base command. This has left me puzzled. I hope the Global Union has not forgotten us after being away for so long. Our homecoming vessel was launched about three months ago, so I am curious if my message failed to maintain its coordinates.
By Andrew Cosgrave3 years ago in Fiction
Hepathica
It took the government three generations, 93 years, to eradicate feeling from language in Hepathica. Sometime in the 2030s, a power-hungry, no, a power-starved group in what remained of the 1% decided an emotionally-castrated society would be more productive. Laws were passed, heart-shaped lockets smashed, books were burned, curriculums reconstructed, and rebellions annihilated without a trace. It wasn’t pretty and it most definitely was not easy.
By circadiansam3 years ago in Fiction
Reset
The moon shines through the window as I search my backpack for my flashlight. My eyes shift from left to right as I scan my surroundings. Finally grabbing it, I flick it on and peer around. Shattered glass lines the floor of this abandoned office. As I rummage through a desk drawer, nothing comes up. Paper after paper, just useless documents that don't matter anymore. I pray my entail was right for once. I gazed upon what seemed like endless cubicles. What is important about this lockett?
By Tony Nelson3 years ago in Fiction
The Signal
The intruder squeezed the chain of the locket around Jayce’s neck, leaving a heart-shaped imprint. She flailed for anything that would help, and her hand came in contact with the knitting needle that had defined most of her adult life. She thrust it backward, heard the crunch, and felt the warm blood splatter on her skin. She turned around to see a man in a grey suit holding his neck while his life force gushed from his body.
By Aaron Frale3 years ago in Fiction
Opituary
Two hundred and thirteen tries. I now stand at the edge of the pit, elated to have escaped after being trapped for so long. The pit itself looks to be about twenty feet deep with stone walls. The winter air is cold, but it feels good after the brutal climb. I look towards the woods. I can go. Leave this place forever. Forget about it and move on, but I can’t. She’s still down there.
By Kyle J Grossman3 years ago in Fiction