My cat

If you've ever been sad, heartbroken because you lost a pet, a part of your family, a part of you, and when you manifested that sadness someone despicable around you said, "It was just an animal," know that I understand your anger is justified. Such a lack of empathy is unforgivable. This morning I sat... Continue Reading →

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Caught

He couldn't believe he'd been caught, not after a lifetime of hard-won freedom, of narrow escapes, of costly solitude. Arrogance. That's what'd done him in. He'd imagined himself undetected after years of living in her walls, of waiting patiently until she was gone, or asleep, or showering, or watching TV. He'd thought nothing of the... Continue Reading →

Project… what was it? Clusterfluff.

This ain't no Project Myriad. Let's just get that off your chest. That work is one of my favorites, and I've often thought of writing my own set of quick scenes. I even picked out a name I stole for it, but heck if I remember what it was. As soon as I recall I'll... Continue Reading →

Fornit some fornus

He was sitting in his living room the way everyone else did on Sunday nights. Nothing good on TV, nothing he wanted to stream, the buzz of every swig he had swallowed conjuring numbness from directional thinking. He was grateful for that. Focusing now would have been unwise. When he aimed his thoughts, they invariably... Continue Reading →

Missing Countries, part 50

Today has been both a great day and a shitty day. On the plus side, I'm enjoying all your answers to my Consent poll and received a comic book I've been waiting to read for months. I looked for a proper wrap dress I can wear to the opera and I didn't have any luck but found... Continue Reading →

Consent

I’ve thought about the matter of consent many times, and in many ways. You, my readers, pretending you can’t read the neon signs between the lines, have also asked me what I think about consent. I’d started creating a poll on my SurveyMonkey account, but abandoned it as I got busy doing other things. It’s... Continue Reading →

The Love Program

She sat in front of the TV watching every channel come to life and then flicker away. This went on for a while until her pet robot tilted his head towards her, and did that staring thing that annoyed her a great deal. "Focus on channel surfing, Toy. Don't look at me." "Owner, I can... Continue Reading →

The moon and the stars

If I could hold them in my hand I'd make them understand I'm not a haunted mind I'm not a thoughtless kind If I could put them in a jar I know they wouldn't scar I'd do it if I could I hope you know I would "Late At Night" - Buffalo Tom I've been... Continue Reading →

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