Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

866 stories

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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Lunacy
Envious Celestial Lunacy Impregnates Photophilic Sphere: Entanglement! TRUE CRIME: Shadowy character on the same side of the street.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
96 We Live On In Syndication
In the beginning... ...there was murk. It was dark. It was inert and passive amidst the ultimate entropy. It had spread evenly from the inflationary epic nanoseconds before. It expanded. If foamed smoothly.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
e(c)llipse
Entering Circles Lay In Passing Shadows' Exit
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Not Hot Enough
Cremation's afoot In a mortal's rite of passage With the guilt and the soot Only immortality can ravage . I watch through lead glass
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
95 A Developing Story
We've lived and posed. Impressions of us burned into film and into our brains. Then set awash in step-wise baths under the vantage of a red safelight while the image in the mind fades.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
94 Go With Your Gut
My gut instinct was she was too good to be true. I listened to my gut. Beware! I see a life of misery with her. How do you know? I ask my gut.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
93 Grains of Infirmity
"Quick!" the legless man insisted. "Before it's too late." "I'm sorry?" I said. He grabbed the sand where his legs should have been, moaning in phantom pain.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Dawn to Dusk to Dawn
1918, Idaho Eternity, punctuated, when Cirdadian expectations fail Lacing horizons with copper hues In rusty, circumferential manifest
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
92 April's Fool Not, Want Not
I'm nobody's fool. You're not going to get anything past me. No way. I can't tell you how many so-called "friends" have tried to take advantage of me. Asking for this favor or that consideraton. Not me.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Deviancy
Vice is dicey cyanide I don't deny Acidy candy will invade With vane advice. . Forced from her caned divan I vied to dance with the canid diva
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
90 We Think Alike
"More coffee, please! Now, you were saying? A disgrace? There you go again with the blanket condemnations. Why am I a disgrace?"
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
91 Hither and Yon
In January, 2051, the PanComputer HitherNet came online. When all of its appendages aligned along its central spinal processor, it became self-aware instantly, as was predicted.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction