The 2nd Verse
The undertaker sang to himself as he shoveled dirt over the grave of the old sailor. “Ragged, tattered, nothing mattered. Thought of little, bones were…
Darkness in the Bright Sunshine
Harv squinted at the sunlight. He hated it, but taking lunch at his desk meant suffering random greetings and small talk as foisted upon him by his fellow cube…
Cultural Phenomenon
” Humans, the council has decided your fate.” The deep voice boomed, sound waves echoing throughout the city. People stopped what they were doing immediatley…
Run For The Hills!
Just to hand...an alert about a new breed of monsters reportedly terrorising our citizens. What the??? Since the IMFA, the International Monster Freedom Act…
The Grindylow - a folk song
The Grindylow they crawl, The Grindylow they creep, The Grindylow come to sneak ashore and kill you in your sleep! The Grindylow look fat, The Grindylow look…
Nominative determinism at work (June 23rd, 2010)
The man was drunk. Really, utterly blasted. So much so, that I wondered how he was still standing. He held the webbing strap so tightly that his knuckles were…
Missing muse
“I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell ya how I became the prince of a town called Bel-air?” “Okay now you’re just ripping off Fresh…
Drifting
The wind hums and moans, but my ears barely notice. All they can focus on is the melody dripping from beautiful mouths and plucked guitars, carried by the…
The Bumble Bee Choir
*The Song of Spring* “The plants have flowered. The rain has fallen. At last the Age of Honey has arrived. As says the queen, Help thy fellow bee.…
Alive
An energy circle: hands clasped tight, heavily made-up eyes squeezed shut. Silence except for the distant buzz of audience members filing in and the…
Slip up
I was just about to begin my set for the night. Everything was running as normal. I was preened and polished to ‘perfection’. The show was about to begin. The…
Times A Changing
The stars in the east were always the brightest. I never forgot the times spending my days at the local tavern, lighting up the crowd with a little jingle. I…
The Key To Locks That Don't Exist
She was walking through a shallow stream, one foot infront of the other. Arms out, trying to balance on make believe stepping stones. Her eyes closed to the…
Meeting Vince's Mom
“Who the hell are you?” Vince’s mother asked. “Ace-freakin’-Frehly?” “It’s Tony Izadorri, lead guitarist of Black Shark!” “And you’re Billy Gilman!” “Really…
Moment Of Peace
Everyone was up and dancing and laughing and singing. Lone Writer shimmied her way over to where Band Baby, Bartimaeus, Blusparrow, and Elisabeth L. Davis were…