Port Of Morrow
How lovely a find: sky of blue and sea of green, a seascape. I’m a listing boat, for the thing carries every hope. We got sea legs and we’re off tonight…
Rachel Jacobs
14 stories written on Ficly, 2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Acid Test
Rachel frowned. “Hmmm, Charley have you been feeling ok? I mean, you don’t call for months and then…Well I just want to make sure you are taking care of…
Verisimilitude
∞ “So what have you been up to?” She sipped her coffee and smiled at me. She looked quite different. “I enrolled in a neurobiofeedback program to take control…
Solipsists Anonymous
“How was your SA meeting?” She asked. “I find the irony of the meetings intriguing I suppose. Otherwise, why would I keep going?” I questioned seriously…
The Storm Before The Calm
Already I felt the torrid chinook begin to singe my hair, to excoriate my skin. A rumble began to resonate deep in my chest. A flaming heap of metal fell from…
Wheel Turning 'Round Part 4
Every cell dispersed into effulgence. The coruscating white light darkled to red, then a mollified pink. A pulsation of animus ebbed and flowed rhythmically, a…
Wheel Turning 'Round Part 3
Traveling in all directions, she began to realize the filament was not leading her so much as she was leading it. This was her journey, she was in charge of…
Wheel Turning 'Round Part 2
She concentrated on her breath. With the rythmic insufflation came a vision, startling in it’s clarity. It overcame her, she steeped in it. Immense joy for the…
Wheel Turning 'Round Part 1
She lay in her hospital bed. Above, harsh fluorescent light accosted her dry and tired eyes . The monotonous beeping of many machines dutifully carrying out…
Collapse
They stopped to use the restrooms then headed down the escalators to baggage claim. Flight 6310 was arriving from LAX and the carousel was starting to churn…
Terminal
Was he convinced that this was the right course of action? He didn’t feel the change yet. A hand on his shoulder brought him from his rumination. “Are you…
A New Leash On Life
“I saw you go on Ficly again, any new readers?” He asked with measured nonchalance. “Nope.” She wondered if her aggravation came through in her response. Well…
J4
They parked under a large sign that read J4. He commited the alphanumeric pair to memory while she opened the driver’s side door, giving a blast of hot air…