Humor
Study Hard
Once thrust into the unfamiliar arena he waited motionless, allowing her heavily shadowed eyes the time they needed to take him in, even as his own took her in. They locked-in, her eyes did, gazing with the alertness a bored house-cat gives to a new rubber mouse, or to any other diversion, no matter how slight. At the same time, his were noticing that her lips were the same dark, grotesque shade of purple as her eyes, and her hair too, but for the bright pink streak fanning out through her bangs.
By Charles T. Morris4 years ago in Fiction
Make Way for the IT Professional
I was back at my desk in the research lab when someone I vaguely recognized from upper management burst in through the door. Her dry cleaned shirt was pristine and her high heeled pumps shone like beacons of opulence, but her expression was stricken. I looked up instinctively at the intrusion and she was upon my desk in a flash, as I was the unfortunate soul who sat closest to the door.
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFA4 years ago in Fiction
In Heaven
“I’m sorry Gladrial, but you are quite wrong. Things hav...” “Travis, actually. Vince.” Interrupted the younger looking angel, hesitantly, but with a certain measure of glee. The older man’s face darkened, as he visibly tried to restrain himself from a snap response. And failed.
By Phil Tennant4 years ago in Fiction
Partridge
Absolutely exquisite… That is how Sheryl would describe such a day, thought Philip. The sun had finally come out in the afternoon, pushing the gloom of the morning to the side so that the blue sky could remind everyone that it was still there. Three days of rain and grayness had bothered all of their souls, but now the weather was behaving the way it should in the last weeks of a long summer. Philip thought about his Sheryl.
By Kendall Defoe 4 years ago in Fiction
No Man's Land
“…You know what I’ve been thinking, Roy? I would kill for a petty crime right now, anything! I remember when I was exclusively called for world ending events and my sponsors would vomit money to have me wear their logo whenever some Dr. Danger or Professor Ruthless would go on air with a doomsday weapon but I’ve been so bored lately; I wish petty crime were still a thing. What I wouldn’t give to stop some thug from stealing money or food or to bust some trespassers smoking weed in a park tonight… …Roy, am I an asshole? Be real with me, I just…look, I know that sometimes the ‘criminal’ was stealing to feed his family but what about all the times he wasn’t? Sorry, Roy, I’m not being gender inclusive, all the times he or she wasn’t? Lady crooks were definitely a thing. Anyway…I forgot what I was saying…also the park was sacred and they knew what they were doing… Nah, I think I’m a pretty good guy…”
By Jacques Le Sante4 years ago in Fiction
Notes from a Married but Independent Woman
The first time I mowed the grass it was as a favor to my parents. I thought that it would be helpful since they were busy and it is a lot of yard. My parents have four children, the only boy being the oldest of us all, so I had never mowed the grass before. I figured I could do mow the grass, it couldn’t be that hard. So I pulled the push mower out of the garage and started in the front yard. It was actually a lot harder than it looked because the mower was heavy.
By Caitlin Gonya4 years ago in Fiction
The Coffee Opinion
By Thomas G Robinson When I stepped out of the tent, a supposed five-person tent that I remember getting online at Amazon, yeah, it was right after I got my second shot of the Pfizer vaccine. Not that that matters, because my only worry right now is if all the coffee is gone. I needed to get up and start this day. Still, it was kind of a shock to feel the cold of the forest grounds. Little rocks, sticks, blades of grass and weeds that were poking and tickling my feet were a cold awakening to the early morning sun blinding my vision briefly.
By Thomas G Robinson4 years ago in Fiction
#SeeMeeBleed
BREAKING NEWS: people across the globe panic as climate change devastates thousands of cities. Air quality continues to worsen by the year, despite the discontinuation of fossil fuel use. Temperatures will not stop rising, and despite the thousands of corporations vowing to produce only recyclable products, landfills still overflow, destroying the remaining, precious, ecosystems. In a recent environmental study, it was found that the most prominent products in landfills across the globe are menstrual products such as tampons and pads. With the release of the study, major industries such as TAMPAX and KOTEX are sued for marketing non-recyclable materials in a time where there are no more exceptions.
By Melia j Ingham4 years ago in Fiction
