Inter-Dimensional Food Truck
When our narrator’s father died he left behind his food truck.
When our narrator’s father died he left behind his food truck.
HUMANITY FALLEN Part 9: Metamorphosis For 200,000 years, human beings roamed the Earth. Over the course of just over a single millennium, we spread across the stars. We were poised to be the dominant species in the galaxy, and in less than fifty years, we smashed those dreams to pieces.… Read More »THE HUMANITY SAGA – HUMANITY FALLEN – Part 9
The Demon’s Cantos Part 26 A dream came over Byron like a warm breeze. Nan stood in the doorway to Byron’s bedroom, leaning against the door frame. She looked at Byron affectionately with auburn eyes. Byron, just over four years old but looking more like three, sat cross-legged on the… Read More »The Demon’s Cantos – Part 26
HUMANITY FALLEN Part 8: Patok-9 Patok-9. The planet looms over this history like a cloud of poison. It is both a curse and a blessing: a curse for the sheer unfeeling monstrosity of the things that happened there; but a blessing for the meager exoneration it provided us as a… Read More »THE HUMANITY SAGA – HUMANITY FALLEN – Part 8
The Demon’s Cantos Part 25 After Byron’s outburst neither he nor Tilda had much of an appetite. The two sat in almost mournful silence as the kitchen filled with the crunchy odor of browning pizza dough until Byron excused himself, leaving another earnest, uncomfortable apology in his wake. Back in… Read More »The Demon’s Cantos – Part 25
The Traveler Part 4 She flashed her gold colored badge at the entrance to the emergency room waiting area, cutting ahead of at least 50 desperate people waiting outside for their turn to continue waiting inside. The smell of rank illness accosted her immediately upon entering, interspersed with acrid sweet… Read More »The Traveler – Part 4
The Traveler Part 3 Within the amber embrace of ancient cedar, cold LED lights reverberated from wall to wall, appearing to charge the wooden logs of the cabin with warm energy, so that the golden light of the room seemed to emanate directly from the wood itself. Virginia Dyer stood… Read More »The Traveler – Part 3
The Traveler Part 2 A miasma of darkness festered in the seabed avenues of the Old City. As the moon rose, low tide peeled away the sea and left behind rank brine and lichen slick asphalt. Soon the Lost New Yorkers, mole-pale, would scurry down from their dens inside the… Read More »The Traveler – Part 2
The Traveler Part 1 Algal vats shouldn’t smell like feet. Healthy blue-green algae has a refreshing, organic odor, like moss after a light rain. All the grow tanks are in clean rooms, workers wear HEPA ventilators and hazmat suits, and pass through a denaturing spray not even extremophile bacteria can… Read More »The Traveler – Part 1
Incidental Superhero Part 11 We shuffle through dimly lit passageways, Sonya taking the lead, myself following closely behind, my left arm hanging loosely by my side. The dank service tunnel is much deeper and more intricate than I would have guessed, and as Sonya takes turn after turn it begins… Read More »Incidental Superhero – Part 11