“Is this Emmett Mausberg, animal control services?” “Something like that, yes. How can I help you?” “Hi there, Emmett, it’s Charles DuBois. I got a k’yot out here that’s looking real funny. I was wondering if you could come out and take a look?” Setting the knife on his front passenger seat, after sweeping innumerable […]
Sanctuary: Two
A network of geometric shapes, no two the same, cast its light across the melange that was both living room and bedroom in the Mausberg house. The rainbow of refracting midday light was illumination enough for Emmett as he fought through the fugue state of daydream and back into reality. One moment, he was half […]
Sanctuary: One
The raccoon in enclosure eight would take some time to heal, Emmett knew, but more so, knowing this one would get well was fortune enough. Enclosure eight had become synonymous for the caretaker with worsening symptoms. It hadn’t started that way. Initially, it was just one of the last cages in the row for small […]
4th and Marshall
4:03 pm: The traffic light turns red, the crosswalk sign lights, and the crowd mills across the street. 4:04 pm: The crosswalk begins to empty, but for one man. 4:05 pm: John Doe has wrapped a tourniquet around his right arm and doused it with kerosene. 4:06 pm: As traffic resumes, John Doe sets the […]
Under the Shadow of Forsaken Banners: One: The Lifeless Grounds
The haggard driftwood canoe sloshed through poisoned waters and the plant life that fed on such fare. For days and nights, Kovarlin could recount his life upon the sea until, unlike such days, his floating tomb ran aground. Overhead, fixed in his views, the stars shimmered and cried their last smarting radiance of the night. […]
Update 2/8/23
I don’t do this a lot, or ever. I don’t like speaking candidly about my life.I want to say thank you to those of you who have followed me and read some of the stories I turn out.I’ve been going through a trying period of my life, and it’s becoming increasingly hard to get my […]
The Love Market: Chapter Nine
The map, showing what was left of connecting lines running through the states, was recent, printed just that year by some other factory likely closed indefinitely now, but was nonetheless out of date. From snippets of news Piper had gotten from those passing through looking for work, at least another quarter of the major cities […]
The Love Market: Chapter Eight
“I told Peter about the cyclones and what I thought of them, and he told me again that it didn’t work like that and that when the time came, it would be safe for me to leave the House. But I told him the same thing I would have told him any other time before […]
The Love Market: Chapter Seven
“There used to be some others who lived in the House, and Peter would bring them to my room to play. These playmates were there when the visitors were too, but I didn’t notice that very often. And these playmates, a bit older than me, left the House during my last birthday. They were old […]
The Love Market: Chapter Six
“I learned about storms from the screens, and I wish I hadn’t because I saw how they hurt people, killed people, made people sad, and struggle to keep living. Peter says we’re lucky to live away from where bad storms happen anymore. I asked if maybe the cyclones would figure out where we were and […]
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