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Vae Victis
17-MAY-2008 Fort Huachuca, Arizona Just like the old marching cadence, it's the“Same old shit again” indeed. And now here I am marching my own Soldiers off to one of several…
Read NowTo My Ex-Husband
I can just imagine your face right now as you get this message, that same look where you unconsciously clench your teeth out of stress, making those whining lips of…
Read NowThe Apollo Inventus
I hope to God, that this is the right thing to do. This is what he told us to do. This is the precaution he told us to take. That’s…
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Toter’s Maze
There aren't a lot of advantages to being the sole teaching assistant in a small computer science department, except that once in a while the professors are nice enough to…
Read NowListen To The Music
Damasu was sitting atop his bike, peddling home on this unusually pleasant day. It was late autumn, and one would expect it to be far colder. But this morning, when…
Read NowNobody Lived In Flat Number Six
Nobody lived in flat number six. As far as we were aware, it was empty. The date was October 1992 and my wife and I had moved in almost two…
Read NowThe Joys of Cat Ownership
I love cats. They're so fuzzy and mischievous...totally adorable. Well, not always adorable. Sometimes they're destructive, annoying, and loud. Especially at night. Any cat owner can tell you what it…
Read NowA Study In Fear
It seems wrong to imagine such horror beginning so calmly. As I drove to the hospital last night, I remember vividly the warmth of the inside of the car, made…
Read NowThose We Dare Not Speak
People often think they are sure of what’s real and what’s not, they think they know the difference between reality and something that’s otherwise made up. The question however is…
Read NowBound in Blood
“This can’t be the place they were talking about,” I said as I eyed the dingy antique store. It was wedged between an old, closed movie theater and a barber…
Read NowSonnet of the Deep
Kevin found it in his grandparent’s scummy old pond. He’d been chaining a pack of ten and watching the butts drift across the nebulous waters when he spotted it; dark…
Read NowMy Friend Lucas
When I was 5, I had a best friend. Lucas was his name. He and I were practically inseparable. We'd sit next to each other in class, we'd hang out…
Read NowA Problem With Ants
:: TUESDAY :: When it finds food, a single ant leaves a chemical trail which allows fellow ants to reach the same location with considerable ease. The chemical trail is…
Read NowThis Isn’t A Story
This is me. I’m here. I’m shifting the words that you’re reading, altering them from whatever this person wrote. I’ve been here for awhile. For as long as you can…
Read NowYou’re Not Afraid
Dear Reader, At the corner of Winter and Broad there is an abandoned house. Go into that house. The front door is closed but unlocked. Nobody lives inside, not even…
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