Category: short-story
My Six Word Blogging Memoir & Shamanic Journey
I was tagged by Mitchell Allen on his post Six Simple Sounds Summarize Self Story and Anastasia on her article 6 Word Memoir for this six word vignette to fully and accurately describe the highly distilled, purified and laboratory filtered essence of my blog. I wanted to peel back the endless layers [...]
Lucid Nightmare - Devoured By Cannibal
“It is better to fall among crows than flatterers; for those devour only the dead — these the living.” — Antisthenes (444-371 BC).
It was a lazy Thursday afternoon and I felt the curtains of deep slumber calling out to me. I had been trying all week to have a lucid dream, particularly one filled with [...]
The Waffle House Massacre
12:00 Midnight
I could feel strangeness in the air as I drove through the midnight mist. A full blood-moon eerily hung, spilling it’s maddening radiance across the black gulf water, which was but a short distance from highway 90. It was a desolate night, and I was the only car on the road. I rolled my [...]
The Blood River Flesh Hunter
Kuagili knelt to the blood river’s edge, her knees seated in warm black crystalline mud - a breathing plaque, percolating on transparent flesh. Cities of iridescence - muscular neurons firing off sparkled atop the liquid surface as it undulated - a gelatinous billow of shimmering flow.
She was tired of running. Seven long days [...]
Silent Dreams of Nothingness
I sat alone in blackened mist, a cold chill slithering across my flesh…shivering. Where was I? who am I? Out of the nebulous drabness of night, screamed the endless bellows of silence. I tried to move but could feel nothing - no ground beneath my feet. Though alive, I could not inhale any air…a pleasurable [...]
Killing Old Hag
I’m wandering through the frozen foods section in Wal-Mart wearing an ornate aura of nomadism, which masks my wicked intentions. Frozen dinners are the main part of my diet and I love shopping for them.
I’m reading the label on on a box of frozen egg rolls for twenty-five minutes while this vulgar old hag impatiently [...]
Lick Your Fingers Clean
There it was again…my peripheral vision playing tricks on me, this quivering black shadow. I turned to look - evaporating, producing a humid steam…an exhalation of pungent dead man’s breath. I tried to comprehend where I was, the shadows of confusion encrusting my reality…what the hell is going on?
Oh my God…the morbid stench splashed across [...]
Psychedelic Psychoses
I have written some expressively negative elements into this blog lately and sometimes I wish I hadn’t. The world is never going to be perfect and I am fine with that. I’d like like mountains to be made of candy and little fluffy kitty cats nestled around everyone’s necks.
Outdoor air conditioning all summer to [...]
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