Stories & Poems - page 13 - Darkling Whim

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Smoke

2 minute read

Peter wanted a smoke. It wasn’t so much a physical need as an emotional imperative. After all, he was three years old. Fucking gypsies.

The Toy

less than 1 minute read

a haiku poem

Wendell's Solution

2 minute read

‘How the Hell did he get up there?’ thought Tony as he looked up the rampart wall of the prison’s exercise yard. Wendell held what could only be a shiv to th...

Caught

less than 1 minute read

I waited impatiently for my computer to shut down. It’d been a long day of meetings and Brenda called several times.

Sierra Enigma

6 minute read

It’s never been easy working in the same place where Mom died. The university’s sprawling campus occupied most of the peninsula, and the hospital sat at its...

The Last Days of the Marcy Bell

2 minute read

Officially, the Marcy Bell was a salvage rig, licensed for Canadian and international waters but not American. Since 9/11, it was only through a sea of red t...

Good Boy, Jake

less than 1 minute read

Rod in hand, I went to the lake, To fish for trout with my dog Jake. I cast my line, it went plop-plop. We waited for nature’s wat’ry crop.

Justin Takes Control

6 minute read

Agent Justin Cayse left the bordello from the rear, having escaped his captor. Ava Longleggs, always the most generous of hosts, enjoyed Mister Cayse’s visit...

Dead Inside

less than 1 minute read

Eunice sat on the edge of her daughter’s bed and stared out the window, the rustling of leaves muted by glass. Spotting a flash of motion to her left, she sn...

Random

less than 1 minute read

“Goddam it,” Rita O’Neill said as she let the curtains slide back into place. She stomped out of the kitchen and met Rodney in the driveway, her nails biting...

Scrambled

7 minute read

“I hate to bother you, but I have something important to ask,” said the new waitress, setting down my plate of scrambled eggs.

Xanarax

less than 1 minute read

There once was an alien named Xanarax Who wanted to play the tenor sax But the human didn’t care She wouldn’t even share. So he ate her brain and saved t...