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
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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
What You Are
By: Ben Bielert You are a whisper in the middle of the night,a quarrel of sparrows taking flight,Orion's belt twinkling in autumn skies,and the sun in the morning ever to rise. You're a soft caress on electric skin,the answer to my knock letting me in,swimming in a lake in summer after dark,tracing the shape of … Continue reading What You Are
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