Hubris
Kamayangi, the Great Fish, rolls and turns in the narrow pool. His eyes are set on the air above the water. Ditki, the fat frog, has just returned to his lilly…
~Eagle~My~Beagle
25 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
My Home Speaks
I came here to get away from the words of the other folk. Living amongst them was too hard. I had grown hateful, vengeful, and I don’t think they ever forgave…
To Take Away
He had seen the boys through the threshold. He watched them pluck and shake the tree. The leaves came down in a blizzard of green and red. The fruit mashed…
Mr. Green Bites the Big One
Green eased the 1931 Cord sedan into gear and released the parking brake. The beautiful car glided down the hill, and Atlantic City and all of its pleasures…
Manny and the Raft
Manny wiggled his toes in the water, now an inch deep. He’d long since given up hope of being discovered, but he didn’t want to drown. He kept his hands on the…
Act Now
Logo: *Vroomco* Fred: We’re here today to bring you a really special product. Diane, have you ever returned home from the store with a ton of groceries and…
Dawn
“Before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times.” The Lord looked away, took the dust in hand, and Purpose flowed into it. “That, Child, is what I…
Andy's Letter Home
Dear Uncle Fredrick, Hollywood smells like waffles. I know it’s because so many damn Belgians live here. The muscles from Brussles, he must smell like ninja…
Ratio (a poem)
I neither touch nor taste nor smell I hear but do not understand the parabolic arc of my moods reapeats its sweeping curves like an antigravity simulation…
All Mine
The lighting was really good that night. She looked perfect in a spagheti strap shirt and boy shorts; all legs and arms and creamy skin. She smiled big for me…
On the River
The raft was comin’ on down the river mighty nice. It was dusk, a little foggy, and way too quiet for comfort. “Them things always come when it’s so quiet this…
On the River
The raft was comin’ on down the river mighty nice. It was dusk, a little foggy, and way too quiet for comfort. “Them things always come when it’s so quiet this…
Goldilocks in 10 Words
Too Hot. Too Cold. Just Right. Bears aren’t really omnivores?
Goal!
The spheroid coasted in black silence, undisturbed. But then, first almost undetectably, then more and more, its path changed, slingshotting it past a great…
Without Beginning or End
I am Melchizedek. Before the Earth groaned under the hands of the Potter, I knew it. Long before the briny waves worked the shores, I could taste the virgin…
Button, Button
Marcus looked at the button. The button was looking back at him, maybe giving a look that said “What, little ol’ me?” The instruction manual indicated that the…
Maggie's Farm
“I don’t want to work on Maggie’s farm no more.” Paul said bitterly. “We’ve gotta get out of this place, if it’s the last thing we ever do.” He brushed off his…
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead in 10 Words
Heads. Heads. Heads? Hamlet? A Play? Strange... Oh, We’re dead!
A Night with Three Gun Bill
We often walked the tracks; it was faster. This night four of us walked under a waning moon, feeling our way along the ties. We sat down on a trestle to smoke…
Treasure Island
Old Mr. Arnold was delighted when the bookstore man told him what his book was worth. “First edition of Treasure Island. It’s worth at least ten grand retail…