figments
Mermaid and plastic buoys bobbing in teal slide from one toppled prism-face to another. So obedient. So tiny. Dolphins and pink inner tubes ride back up. Bubbles are…
Rhipzali Henthorn quit smuggling about six years and eleven jobs ago, which betrayed a lot about their resolution. It wasn’t desperation, either: they had steady work in a…
Three hundred and fifty-six million years ago, a dinner plate clocking in at exactly 345 centikelvin barreled into my halcyon palace. I know because I measured it myself. …
FADE IN INT. BEDROOM – MORNING MAN sits up in a white bed in an unadorned room. Everything in this house is barren and decaying: the walls are…
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