Only the sky
Only the sky…. For years I haven’t seen anything else. Only the sky… rotting for twenty more years. Taking a plea deal instead of facing the jury of “peers” had […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
Music for Airports
While checking in I confirmed down-payment in my Cayman-account. I’m ready, waiting for her signal. Target has changed clothes, shaved and bleached his hair, but my retina-implant face-recognition algorithm confirms […]
Cancelled wedding
It should have been Eileen’s wedding — not her funeral. After the guests had left Roberto went up to her room starting the healing-process. The wedding dress still in its […]
Blindfolded
“We knew nothing”, Stan exclaimed, polishing the chrome. “You mean you never listened to anything but Fox”, Em sighed. “To fake news and Chinese propaganda, you mean?” “And 99% percent […]
No gills
Down below it’s never silent, but I cannot hear them singing. The clear surface is a barrier for mockery Bullies don’t have gills. But neither have I… with aching lungs […]
