The Day You Left

By: Ben Bielert I wasn’t that old on the day you left. Just a 7-year-old girl with scabby knees and tears streaming down my cheeks. I watched your car crawl away on the bumpy gravel driveway, the crunching sound under those bald tires seemed to never end. I might have been able to catch you, … Continue reading The Day You Left →

Choosing Life: a William Morgan Story

By: Ben Bielert “You’re hard to track down,” Angela said, surprising me as she emerged from the shadows. I wasn’t easy to sneak up on either, so my surprise was intermingled with admiration. “I don’t like to sit still,” I told her. “What are you doing here, Angie?” “Not happy to see your offspring?” She … Continue reading Choosing Life: a William Morgan Story →

The Breeding Pair

By: Ben Bielert Consciousness came back slowly and painfully. Rama’s flesh felt light and dry as a fallen leaf. He clutched the edge of his cryogenic pod and tried to steady himself; the exertion of lifting his dried-out husk from prone to sitting proved to be excruciating. Damn the ship’s artificial gravity field. His wasted … Continue reading The Breeding Pair →

Breaking the Chain

By: Ben Bielert I rested my head against the vizpanel and watched the world as it whipped by outside. I told myself I’d never come back to this shithole of a planet, but I must have lied. The magrail cart raced along at speeds so great I would be vaporized in seconds if it lost … Continue reading Breaking the Chain →