Category Archives: Creative Writing

Status Imperfectus

Annabelle stands on the rooftop of Griffith College. She doesn’t mean to imitate the brooding nature of Batman, however cool it would be to be him, or Kate Kane. She knows that she should leave the brooding to Jasper, even … Continue reading

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Paper Moon

Jasper fucked up. He knows he fucked up. The pain in what’s left of his arm, after touching Eva like an idiot — twice — almost obliterating his claw on her personal ward, is nothing compared to the chagrin and … Continue reading

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12: Alternative Facts: Natural Medicine

“Physician, heal thyself.” —  Luke 4:23 It’s a caution: of the boogey. “Beware the Nats.” The old tales say. “They carry the Novax.” Back cycles ago, no other chill was strongest than a call, or word of Novax. Fore the … Continue reading

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It Came From the Heavens

An old attempt at mythological revisionism, and an alternate history: depending on how you want to view this. It was a gift to my father, and myself. Somehow, I think it appropriate: at least, to my own experience.  “And every … Continue reading

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Run, Rabbit

This is a graphic Get Out and Us crossover fanfic containing racism, graphic violence, and revenge. This is set in the sandbox of Jordan Peele. Reader’s discretion is advised. Philomena King hides in the parlour with a flashlight. The lights … Continue reading

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11:11

Gabe Wilson sits wearily in the ambulance with his daughter. He’s worn and tired. Zora huddles with him. He’s exhausted, and hurt but he holds the bat against him like a talisman against the absolute fuckery of this entire situation. … Continue reading

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11: Alternative Facts: Among The Populii

“The lady doth protest too much, methinks.” — William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 3.2. Bowing the knee. Showing the Old Ways. That’s what you want to we to see. I glean better. Welcome to the Free Sancts of Amarak. That’s we. Not … Continue reading

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