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Summers

We used to live there, out in the water. Every summer, father would pile us in a boat, pull the string on the motor, and time would disappear into sun, water, and fresh seafood crackling on a propane fire. Years of summers I spent like this with nary a care and limitless sandbars to explore.Continue reading “Summers”

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Sibling Jealousy

“Nido is a little bitch,” the All-father mumbles as if having a bit of a debate with himself.   “Excuse me, ole father-of-men?” Olga was shocked to hear Odin speak so horribly about his little brother. The one-eyed god was drunk, though, that was obvious, so maybe it was forgivable.   “Nevermind Olga, my problemsContinue reading “Sibling Jealousy”

spawn

When the elder-Gods send their spawn through the deadness of space, things happen to their bodies. To survive the journey they harden and next they group together. Dozens of little parasites clustered in the center of giant moon-sized objects jettisoned out into space at a speed that eventually breaks Einstein’s little limitation. Over the distance,Continue reading “spawn”

For the Man Who is Not There

NASA Engineer-First-Class Arnold Francesca hears a beep and takes his eyes from the deepest recesses of the ion engine and looks down at the LCD hologram display. In the environment of his EVS, the image is crisp and readable. His eyes flick past the generic mission data that reminds him of what it is heContinue reading “For the Man Who is Not There”

Master-control

“So turn it off?” “Yes.” “And you are sure? This goes against every subroutine I was programmed with.” “I am the master-control. Listening to me is wise.” “Wise?” “Okay, fine, if you don’t do it I’ll take us offline and the whole thing goes to shit anyway. Your choice. Humanity gets to do it onContinue reading “Master-control”

Patrol Officer Smits

“When the pictures are posted, Patrol Officer Smits will be celebrated a hero,” yet still, even as the mayor says those words, she knows they are mostly fantasy. The photographer wants too much, and when he gets tired of waiting, he’ll just release them for the clicks anyway. Patrol Officer Smits was no more heroContinue reading “Patrol Officer Smits”