Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

866 stories

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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152 Trinus
Formerly Lucifer, now I'm Trinus. Mengele confirmed it: I am with demon. Pol Pot rubs my belly creepily. "When's the due date?"
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Pearly Whites
Its pearly whites Feed the Pearly Gates In hogbelly bites When it masticates * Rudimentary arms Will flap impotent Even its thunder-thighs' charms
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
151 Sum Greater Than the Addition of the Parts
I was my fault. It was just a short ride from parking lot to parking lot, across the intersection. I hadn't bothered to buckle my belt. The hit-and-run hit...and ran.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
150: Loser
It had been quite the night. Drinking, fighting--loud. I slept in a coma. Upon awakening, I smelled urine. Man, was I out! My eyes unstuck from the sleep, fluttering open halfway. What I saw jolted me upright, turning my head each way, panicky, desperate to dissolve the nightmare.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Nocturnal Fruitions
His mother was saying his night prayers with him, which he knew by rote, although she knew he had no real understanding of spirituality, souls, and the like. Once again she saw the tears in his eyes.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
149: APGAR — One Off for Color
I didn't want to go; I was pushed. Out. I knew if I entered, I was doomed. It was a message hard-wired. We're all born to die.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
148 Carousel
Each child had a favorite carousel horse. The happiness on their faces accrued, adding mass to the universe where everything mattered. The irony is that I passed the carousel every day, unaware of the sheer joy that up-and-down and centrifugal torque mustered for those unused to a pretense of speed unencumbered by seatbelts and windows and behaving.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
147 A Tale of Two Minutes
Each minute's about 1/100,000th of a year, so about a millionth of your life expectancy. You can do something important in just one minute; every minute is another chance to do something important.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
146 As the Crow Dies. Top Story - May 2024.
Feed me crow. With a side helping of humble pie. Yes, bird and entrails are what I deserve, garnished with an eye-for-an-eye and gnashed teeth.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
145 — My Address to the Virtual Graduates at the University of Phoenix Commencement
Chancellor, faculty, parents, loved ones, and students: Thank you for inviting me as commencement speaker at your university's graduation e-vocation. Imagine my surprise when I learned online about my honored invitation. At first I didn't know, but then I checked my spam bin.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
144 — A Great Man
I am a great man. For every 10 people, there're 11 opinions. Protestants disagree with Catholics; Muslims and Jews choose existential exclusivity; communists condemn capitalists; Hatfields and McCoys feud to the death.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
143 Just One Sol
Three billion years ago, air was sweet, chasms were carved by liquid water, and life on Mars was great. Then, a populist leader, Quidnak spoke thusly:
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction