Lover of sci-fi, futurism, and strange ideas
Chapter 1 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space. Or so they say. I remember chatting about this idea with a group of friends, years ago, beers in hand. So jovial, so removed from the concept back then.
By Spacey McGee3 years ago in Fiction
Comfort. Crowded rooms, social quilted blankets. RSVP, shared space, close touch. Communal unity, chaotic elation, industrious ambition.
By Spacey McGee3 years ago in Poets
