Steve Lance
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Four Feet High
The problem with edibles is that you never know how strong they are. Not enough and it’s like a waste of an evening; too much and you zonk out. But I hit the sweet spot; my mind is like clear. I can hear everything. Right there, that’s the water heater kicking on. Oh, and listen, there’s a bird outside. That’s nature, man, nature. See how the world fits together. There is no reality, there’s no fantasy, there’s only one big, beautiful universe. We are all connected. Yep, these edibles are potent.
By Steve Lance4 months ago in Fiction
Chomp
YouTube Audio Version It was noon, and as usual, Richard M. Wilson made his way toward the shark tank. Using a cane fashioned from the rib bone of a shark, he limped toward a bench. His jacket was shark skin, and he wore a necklace with a large shark’s tooth. It would be fair to say he was obsessed with sharks, but he must certainly was not a fan.
By Steve Lance4 months ago in Fiction
Deputized
The YouTube Video is an audio version of the story. Bart was riding the horse hard, too hard. It was a good, sturdy horse, but at this pace, it would not make it to Mexico, especially with the Rangers closing in. Instinctively, he tapped the saddlebag, reassuring himself that the loot was still there.
By Steve Lance4 months ago in Fiction
