Loud bass echoes. A fight breaks out in the back. The impromptu violence competes with the music in the lowest level of the condemned multi structure garage. The situation gets dangerous fast and a gun goes off. Following the shot, a shrill cry of "No, no, not Morris, no," bounces off the cold, wet cement …
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Every generation Nokis is there to die. Why? He ran. According to Ares that made him a coward. Fuck Ares. Nokis had had enough. He is sinewy muscle and gold skinned from ten years fighting a war. The dirt and blood and disease and the constant pang of gut crunching fear. Injury and infection. Blistered …
The rover had been given the command to stop five minutes ago. The new command was take and send a photo. All of the engineers waited. A quiet developed loud in its intensity. They have to wait five more minutes for the image to arrive. One of the junior air force guys tries to whisper, …
On the third floor of a condemned building in the Washington Heights neighborhood of Manhattan you put a needle in your arm. Inside the needle's bulb is black liquid, melted tar, heroin, a cheap high, five bucks a gram. You flash the bulb with a drop or two of your blood, it make no difference …
Retired Navy Captain John Kelly has started his one hundred and twenty-seventh day in space. He has not slept in many weeks and needs to aim the surgical scalpel a second time at the matured plant in front of him, red leaf romaine. While doing so he hums a flat tone. The same tone he …
Harold fingers the button behind his ear. But he decides not yet. Maybe he can make it tonight without it. Harold is a veteran. He fought on Europa. He killed fish. He killed fish fathers protecting their fish families. He stomped on freshly laid fish eggs containing fish babies destined for fish sentience. He killed …
I place my hand on the pistol grip protruding from my jeans. The jeans that are a bit too tight. The jeans that sit under my jello like belly. The jeans that bunch under my ass and ride up my crotch as I walk. Einstein said, every moment, of every life, is doomed to …
Some used to think the end of The Universe would be the beginning to something else. That nothing truly dies. That reality is change and preservation. Old Earth was filled to bursting with ideas on what happens after death. Some thought worm food, others liked the fantasy of becoming beings of light. If nothing …
My eyes open. I lay still. Something is wrong, but nothing is wrong, all feels right and the air around me feels filled with love and understanding and I cry. For the first time in my life I know God. I know this being that was not suppose to exist. This being many people fought …
