L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!

Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz

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sky poet
knife sky slashed quick by forked tail. wings sweep, command blue with savage grace +
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
Friday's Child
Even the sweetest tempered dog will bite if you back her into a corner. Poke, nip and tease long enough. Fail to show any respect. Take advantage of her good nature, and take her loyalty for granted... and she'll show her teeth. When that happens, don't blame the dog.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Wednesday's Child
The first time I saw Victoria, my eyeballs found the home where they were always meant to be, and never wanted to leave. Rooted to the spot, I forgot how to breathe.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
nebula
spectacular art arse end of the galaxy what eyes could marvel
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
Crowley's End
I laughed under streetlights with Gaz, Brett, and Simon. I was brave. Cocky even. Not now. I shiver. The handle of my bucket is greasy with palm-sweat. No streetlights this far out. My friends are tucked safe in that warm orange glow, egging me on. I can't hear their shouts anymore.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Monday's Child
People often gush about how beautiful new babies are, even when they look like little goblins. Their newness, perhaps. So precious! So tiny!
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Bugs
I feel them crawling all over my me before I'm even awake. On a bad night, they infest my dreams as well. If I double up on my meds, I sleep without dreaming. Bliss.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Imposter. Top Story - October 2024.
It's dark now. The patients are asleep; we don't want to wake them. My shoes squeak on the floor. I barely notice the antiseptic smell anymore, but right now it feels very strong in my nose.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Imposter (daily micro edition)
It's dark. The patients are asleep. My shoes squeak. I barely notice the antiseptic smell anymore, but now it feels strong in my nose.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
The Door (daily micro edition)
Author's note: I expanded my challenge submission slightly to make this. Please don't read both, the guilt I will feel at ripping off your eyes (no, not like that) simply isn't worth it.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
The Door
No matter how long Daddy was shut in there, or how eldritch the screams. Piercing the night, and rising and falling. Stitching pain to the darkness itself.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Sinkhole
There's a sinkhole near our house. Ages ago, Mam brought us here to get rid of That Damned Bike. Another time, Dad brought us to get rid of the brokeded washing machine.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction