“But he’s my son! My only child!” the woman pleaded. The machine input the new data into the equation, assigning it a value of zero.
Nathaniel W. Phillips (@EldritchNate) lives on the X and Y axes. He writes so he might someday find Z.
Archimedes smiled as the boy fell from the sky. He signaled his men to lower their shields, knowing Daedalus would blame hubris and the sun.
Ian Glass plays with film, canvas, and words.
His hand trembles over the garbage, clutching the frozen cake. Invisible beside him, she wonders what will happen when he finally lets go.
Robert Hanley likes putting words next to each other. If you’re especially bored, you can follow him on Twitter @RobertBHanley.
Atlas planted the seed of a world tree. He could bear the burden if he knew there would be an end to it.
Sean Vivier shrugged.
She wondered if his rub-on tattoo from That Day was gone, and if he had let it fade, or like her—scrubbed it off.
LiAnn Yim craves coconut, peppermint, and bitter dark chocolate. She tweets from @lkyim and co-edits @GoldenKeyLit.
She raised the glass and downed the love potion.
Soon, she would love him back.
Davian Aw runs the world’s largest Keanu Reeves articles and interviews archive.
She waited all night for the bus: cheer team gym bag half-full, boyfriend’s coat warm, belly warmer, sunrise air cold on her flipflop feet.
Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) gives his report at dex3703.wordpress.com. He is working on a novel.
Feeling lonely for no particular reason, Bobo decides, no more selfish,
from now on, all kills will be shared.
Filmmaker, new to brand spanking. Most of the time Daniel Appleby is beside himself, just standing there waiting patiently.
Staring with wet eyes at a single blue line, again, she decides to start looking for life changing news somewhere other than on the toilet.
Cristi Donoso is working on creating stories and people. She has never tweeted @cristidbest.