2 stories by Rudy Von K
(Lecturi potrivite/recomandate de Alexandra) The Blight ‘There are dreams that do not die upon awaking, dreams that rot within like fruit left in the sun.’ – Necromãghion – Sarcophagus 3:2
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(Lecturi potrivite/recomandate de Alexandra) The Blight ‘There are dreams that do not die upon awaking, dreams that rot within like fruit left in the sun.’ – Necromãghion – Sarcophagus 3:2
by Ștefan Bolea Opaque. Yet he smiles. He even plays Joker. But we’re not allowed to know what hides behind the mask. Is he seeking the Northern Pole of being? I venture to say that his warmth drives him toward ES(s)E. I lived in Oslo for one semester, absorbed the coolness of the Atlantic in […]
by Bill Tope & Doug Hawley Dear Eric, After reading your recent prose submission, I have concluded that you should be enshrined in the Shitty Fiction Writers Hall of Shame. Don’t submit again. I’m tempted to take my vows and become a nun, just to ease the psychological discomfort your work has caused me.
Pregnancy true masochism ecstasy in self-denial are gradually interwoven
by Kenneth M. Kapp Kurt Taurn retired years ago. He’d told all his friends when he started college that he had a list of what he wanted in life, calculated the income that would be necessary to achieve those goals, and then planned accordingly. He wasn’t shy about entering into such discussions, sharing his views […]
Cry of the Shadow. Terror. A locked room. Sealed doors.
A Pessimist’s Summer The trees are fully-formed, roots below,
The Fragile Sound of Objects translated from Persian by the author A cracked glass has hidden the trembling of lips from grief many times; so much so
Found among Erwin Schrödinger’s papers after his death I Poetry can be in black and white and yet not be black and white.
Big letter 1 snakes scratch feet