Hello! Today’s reprints are a basic land cycle, because frankly i’m surprised i haven’t done that yet:
1 day, 18 hours
As it slowly approaches 10:00pm,
our hands are still just as empty as
the eyes that serve behind that bar, that
refuses to play music, or anything else… 173 more words
2 weeks, 2 days
I take a nip of scotch from your hip-flask,
as the open field draws narrower, and under
the wind’s snarl, the litter circles our feet like… 129 more words
2 weeks, 3 days
i write without capital letters not for effect or affect
but because I’m unsure of myself, my words.
it’s a question of taste, completely subjective… 95 more words
3 weeks, 2 days
They say that if you want to understand the others you have to get out of your skin and try to fit in their shoes. But how can I do that? 307 more words
You’ve drawn the Death Card—
the Ace of Spades.
In the morning, before work, you lie in the bathtub
and lather your body with oatmeal and honey soap. 1,090 more words
Berit Ellingsen - Fiction Writer
The Apex Book of World SF 3 is on the way!
My story Dancing on the Red Planet is included in this new anthology of international science fiction, edited by… 56 more words
1 month, 1 week