Year Five

Endless yelling. “Let us see it.” “Does it still work?” “Give it here, now, woman!” I had found one. They knew I had it. They caught me looking at it. I’m not sharing. It still worked, for now. Kep begged me to let him see it when we were alone. His southern charm turned my …

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I fooled them all. Six times. “The first time is the hardest,” they’d smiled, approaching me a small protrusion and a twitch in their eye. “I hope I get one,” I’d say, and they’d think of some video they’d watched long after their mothers tucked them in. “You will,” they’d whisper, and so it would …

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As she stood there,‭ ‬tied to a stake,‭ ‬Treya was a little bummed out her village had pegged her for the demon sacrifice.‭ ‬Yeah,‭ ‬she was a beautiful maiden and all that,‭ ‬but she’d had big plans for her life that didn’t include early and painful death.‭ ‬A lot of flowery words were said about …

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The new book was placed on the bookcase between Lady Chatterly’s Lover and The Kama Sutra. Since one can endure only so much of anything,‭ ‬the stunned little paperback crept sheepishly away from those two naughty tomes and jumped to the shelf below. There,‭ ‬it nestled comfortably between Louis L’Amour and Zane Grey. Within minutes,‭ …

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The second survey crew landed near an object embedded in the southern hemisphere of a dead world.‭ ‬They’d lost contact with the first team months ago. The artifact resembled an enormous crystalline worm buried in the earth.‭ ‬A nearby cave led them down into a chamber filled with alien devices.‭ ‬Numerous bones lay scattered all …

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The Technopocalyps arrived unexpectedly,‭ ‬as most apocalypses do.‭ ‬Just POOF and one day all digital technology died,‭ ‬ceasing to function,‭ ‬probably permanently.‭ ‬Everything that‭ “‬spoke‭” ‬in ones and zeroes…a paperweight.‭ ‬It was the day Stella had long waited for,‭ ‬when her kind would once again rule the earth:‭ ‬librarians of the lost Card Catalog Religion.‭ …

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Martin slipped the unknown Frenchman’s ulna into the sleeve of his jacket.‭ ‬The bone felt like a long,‭ ‬dry stick of chalk against his skin.‭ ‬With practiced nonchalance,‭ ‬he joined a departing tour group and strolled out of the Paris Catacombs. Back home a week later,‭ ‬he placed the bone atop a low bookcase,‭ ‬amused …

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We open the box and look down at the child,‭ ‬moist and naked,‭ ‬blinking,‭ ‬hunched in its sealed jar.‭ ‬Hair shade‭ ‬4,‭ ‬Summer Honey,‭ ‬and eye colour‭ ‬6,‭ ‬Warm Mocha‭ ‬-‭ ‬as we ordered. His habit of squatting down with his thin,‭ ‬pale arms wrapped around his knees,‭ ‬eyes large and head bent awkwardly to …

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Sad Dog

I don’t want to eat,‭ ‬even bacon. ‭”‬You’re so sad,‭ ‬Moe,‭” ‬she says.‭ “‬Me too.‭” I don’t want to sniff around.‭ ‬His scent’s never new anymore. Humans don’t sniff much.‭ ‬But she holds his shirt and sniffs.‭ ‬Her eyes drip water.‭ ‬She lies down and whimpers.‭ I jump on the bed.‭ ‬She doesn’t tell me‭ …

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