Satire
Love is a Fire that Burns Unseen.
The first time Sheila set fire to one of Howie’s buildings, was seven years ago. “Burn!” she had sobbed through snot and tears. “Burn!” She wanted to destroy him for leaving her for that bleach-haired, botoxed floozy of a secretary of his. What a cliché he had turned out to be.
By Judy Walker 4 years ago in Fiction
Carbonofilia
Carbonophilia It was dawn of XXI century and while CNN was focused on NASA's successful landing on Mars and scientists were putting together the information they have received from the rovers, conspiracy maniacs were looking for the signs of life and ancient alien civilization and seeing them in every abstract looking stone. After carefully examining each case with some software and iron logics, they found scull, bone, lake, forest and metal objects, and even a petrified lizard on Mars! Anyway, the fact was that flow of the information that the world craved came like a shiny river, feeding fantasies and confirming realities about human's knowledge of a mysterious yet already accessible planet.
By David Kiziria4 years ago in Fiction
Mosquitoes on the Attack
Mosquitoes possess a unique telecommunication system. I am not sure if they use cell phones, Morse code, mental telepathy, or an unknown, more advanced technology. What I do know is that their communication method is secretive, fast, accurate, and totally focused on tracking my daily movement.
By Joan Gershman4 years ago in Fiction
The Bleeding Daylight
Chapter 2: Maybe this year After that spectacle at school, the walk home helped Bia burn the pent-up energy from earlier. She loved strolling through the neighborhoods between Lillydale Collegiate and East York, where she lived. The streets were alive, peppered with culture and history, little shops that brought a happy mix to their corners.
By C.C. Villa4 years ago in Fiction
