Originally submitted to this writing prompt. Lack of Belief When I died I thought that would be it. Blackness. Nil. A complete cessation of experiencing the universe. I did not believe in the afterlife having renounced my religious ties years ago. But instead, I woke up to the smell of rotting flesh and the rising … Continue reading Lack of Belief
Tag: Introspective
Ninth & General Way
Originally submitted here. On the corner of South Ninth and General Way, just behind the SmartMart in the deep corner of the alley untouched by the city’s sanitation probes you can find me. Dressed in withering clothes that have long outstayed their lifespan, down to nothing but a patchwork of fabrics old and new. An … Continue reading Ninth & General Way
Within a Single Breath
Originally submitted here. Locked away in the safe confines of her apartment where the noise and activity of the outside world had become muted behind the well insulated walls Monica, sitting in a lotus position upon her yoga mat closed her eyes an inhaled with her whole diaphragm. The sun had long set and only … Continue reading Within a Single Breath
A Donkey’s Wisdom
For as long as I remember, this mountaintop has been my home. Sitting atop my humble nest of rock and the shirts off of men and women's backs, I meditate until a new student arises over the mountain's crest. Today a man in a yellow shirt arrived, side by side with a donkey carrying all … Continue reading A Donkey’s Wisdom
Long Forgotten Face
The house is much like the others around it in this small suburban neighborhood. Copy and pasted in a semi-random arrangement among many other models that had been copy and pasted to give a sense of uniqueness to the owners. I can imagine the thoughts of the owners as they live amongst a community of … Continue reading Long Forgotten Face
Boxed In
This story was originally submitted to this writing prompt on reddit. When I had chosen my desired form of a small wooden box to sit within the castle’s storage room, I did not anticipate the kingdom to fall so swiftly. Just the month after I had assumed the form my potential prey had been either … Continue reading Boxed In
Retirement
I had long dreamt of my retirement. A glorious celebration of my many military victories throughout the ages. A celebration lasting for days or weeks across the empire, perhaps even a day of remembrance eternally etched into time that on this date, we celebrate the many conquests I had fought and won. A testament to … Continue reading Retirement
The Suburban Glow
Flash fiction (233 words), written for the I Am A Writer Facebook group's weekly flash fiction prompts. https://imgur.com/ztJ8bLA Far on the outskirts of the city, past the last farm before the tracks, you can see the glow of the city. It only comes out after the sun has set, and its light graces the other … Continue reading The Suburban Glow