I Think I Shall
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art as sticky and as hot. The flies doth buzz around thee just as much. And, thou reeketh, verily! Truly, thou…
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122 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2011, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Underground
A traveler, Passport in pocket and map in hand, Walks in step with the locals. The world aboveground is brand new to him (and less than postcard-perfect)- but…
Shiny Hot Days
On shiny hot days When the temperature seemed always to slip From hard, dry heat To clammy manufactured breeze And back again; My grandmother would bring me to…
Color
People look warmer in the winter, Cheeks pinker, lips redder, And skin tones dark against the constant white backdrop. The lone hiker on a snowy mountainside…
If I Could Paint
If I could paint, I would speckle a canvas with raindrops on a car window and the city lights beyond, I would mix up the color of rusted train tracks under a…
Louise, part two
Every thing feels like the last thing and Louise feels like the very last thing of all. The elevator is the end of my life and Louise is the end of life…
Louise
Every thing passes except for the last thing, but problematically, every thing feels like the last thing. Every moment soaked in happiness feels as if it will…
Mission Improbable- 8
Lucy stepped out a second later into a small antechamber and saw, to her relief, a table piled with gifts. She rooted through the mound until she found a…
Mission Improbable- 7
Once around the corner, Lucy dropped her drunken act and pulled the shiny pin out of her sleeve. She let out a sigh of relief as she saw that it read…
These Are My Demands
As long as there’s music like this, as long as you and I can get pissed, as long as I hurt when I throw my fist, for however as long as daydreams exist, Life…
String that Bass
“Tess!” Cassandra yelped. “You sound like you’re in high school, he does not ‘like me’.” Tessa stuck out her tongue. “I bet he does.” Cassandra rolled her eyes…
I Bet He Likes You
“So you just went with him?” Tessa said incredulously. Cassandra’s petite blond friend sat primly on a spongey orange subway seat with folded arms…
It's Catching
“Why don’t you come to Tai Chi with me instead? It’ll be fun, I promise.” Steven stuck out his lip and pouted. “Pleassseee?” Cassandra felt her stern face…
Steven Has an Idea, Joy
“Ok, no, I’m not a morning person. I switched majors this year, and it was the only open time.” “Aw, that sucks…” “I know! And the worst part is, I don’t even…
Much Too Cheerful For Her Tastes
Cassandra’s mouth twitched and she gingerly shook the offered appendage. “Cassandra.” She wiped her hand on her skirt. “You go to the university, then?” “Why…
Elevator Muzak, Live
“Bum bum yeahhh, do do do bop. Dum de dum yeahhhh!” A mixture of humming, whistling, and very bad beat boxing filled the tiny elevator. Cassandra aimed her…
Mission Improbable- 6
From around the corner came a short, hairy man with a prominent gold, lettered pin sitting proudly on his lapel. Lucy smirked and realized that her pantsuit…
Mission Improbable- 5
“Oh god,” she whispered. The ice machine’s dewy outside must have dripped onto the phone as she leaned against it. The phone was useless, and so was any other…
Mission Improbable- 4
“Ok. You are in the hotel, correct?” “Yes.” “Good. Now, you contact is wearing purple socks and carrying an identical briefcase. He is at a private party there…
Mission Improbable- 3
“Ok. You are in the hotel, correct?” “Yes.” “Good. Now, you contact is wearing purple socks and carrying an identical briefcase. He is at a private party there…