In the moments before sleep stole him away, he would always resolve to do better tomorrow. Every night, or often early morning, he told himself that he would go to sleep earlier, wake up with the sun, and carpe some diem. Sometimes he even fantasized about going for a run or quitting smoking the next … Continue reading Another Day
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The Xenoflora Spell
When it arrived, Aaron didn’t see anything, it all happened too quickly. Shooting out of the sky, faster than a bullet, it narrowly missed him and his dog, Chase. The air heated up instantly. The cool air of that early autumn evening became so hot that he had to step back as though he had … Continue reading The Xenoflora Spell
Talking to Myself
By: Ben Bielert It’s a drizzly, miserable, cold fall day, which has completely screwed my usual routine. Lately, I’ve been writing in the park, risking the possibility that a member of my city’s growing homeless population will try to steal my shitty 5-year-old laptop and pawn it for the $40 that it’s likely worth so … Continue reading Talking to Myself
Bloody Well Write 