Waiting Up For You To Rescue Me
Knock. Knock. She stands alone at the door. A doorbell goes off. Rain falls. She stands outside, alone. Walk away? Thoughts are processed, seconds allowed to…
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62 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2010, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Another Shot
Another shot of whiskey, now he can’t stop looking at the door. He blows on his fingers, warm air rushing over slowly numbing tips. The goddamned pilot light…
Must End
The Champ swallows hard, pushes it all back. This isn’t a time for sad memories of dead daughters, dead wives. He launches a vicious jab at the other guy’s…
That Begins
The Champ was standing. His eyes swim for a second, pause, and then return to their former place of residence. He blinks twice, nods to indicate his sense of…
Glass never bends
I don’t remember much. Where I was, how I got there, gone. I can vaguely recall the sensation of wet. Not like a spilled drink, more like a flood, more like…
Everything
He was going to be the Champ. It started with a push up. Real simple, up, down. He used to do 100 of them every day, and every push became easier. Today he…
Every Park has a Theme?
For a creative writer possession of the ‘truth’ is less important than emotional sincerity. He needed to figure out how he felt. Every story revolves around…
Decaffeinated = Homocidal
His head slumps, eyes welling with tears. He was just tired. Too many hours at work, house occupied by family, time occupied by nothing. He was just tired. A…
Matthew Gold in 25 Years
Me in 25 years? I dunno, hairdresser? Make-up artist? C’mon Mrs. Bishop, you have to do better than that. Can you name one kid in this class who knows what…
I Can't Remember What I Fought
I used to be a sword. A long polished blade, a hilt made of steel wrapped in black leather. A simple tool, summarized in a simple sentence. And yet, somehow, I…
I Can Try
I never thought of myself as a savior... He gasped for air, swallowing salvation in husky, rapid breaths. It almost hurt to breathe. “Two months? It’s been…
Thor
Thor fell against the wall, his blood leaving long traces of warm down the side of his face. His body was hollow, burnt out, but his heart fought furiously…
Desk# 7: Matthew Gold
Matthew didn’t move as the bell rung, he couldn’t. He was in shock. Was Heidi blushing? She’d better not break the pact. Matthew and Heidi were best friends…
Strawberries
Does it smile as the sun glistens off its skin? Given mouth, would it sigh as their water washes over the green leaves of its hair? Is there comfort in its…
Did You Get My Message?
Hello? Can you, can you see this? Thank god, I’ve been alone for so long you have no idea- sorry, it’s just really good to know someone’s out there. You are…
Not Getting Warmer
Crowded streets all cleared away one by one Ravi opens the door, a bottle of something potent and wicked clenched in his hand. The scent drifts passed…
Only Two Creatures On God's Green Earth Kill For Sport
“He was a quiet boy. Not quite two, fair skinned, blue eyed. His mother’s child in every conceivable form of the word. Too young, too sheltered to be afraid…
232
I cough, choke on black soot and gasp for air that tastes like sulfur. The loose beams of wood lay heavily on my chest. I push them off, pick myself up. I…
The Seek Button On The Left
The shards of glass pierce his sternum and embed themselves in the right ventricle of a now useless organ. Chris Daughtry’s Pokerface cover plays on a CD he…
Oh, to be bilingual
I didn’t know I was swaying. She spoke to me from the microphone, alone in a smoky club filled with men who knew every word. I didn’t know their meaning, but I…