Captian's Log The Boy Pan 21 Jan 2022 He sits at the edge of the cliff where the dark things were long ago cast out. There the boy blows into his little reed the sweet melodies of dreams.…
Captian's Log Drabble: Hiding in the Dark 20 Jan 2022 No one could dream anymore. We could not let them. He was in our dreams. At first we killed those who fell asleep, but we were losing too many people…
Captian's Log Willing to See 19 Jan 2022 So, as a Christian conversant with atheists, I have more than once asked something along the lines of “What would convince you that there is a God?” The responses…
Captian's Log Short: The Room of a Quarter to Three 18 Jan 2022 The clock stands silently against the southern wall opposite the dusty fireplace, its unmoving hands now forever waiting at a quarter to three. No living hand comes again to wind…
Captian's Log Poem: Dreams of Darkness 17 Jan 2022 Once the dream remained,but now the song is lost.Just notes, just words, are here,the meaning's dead and gone. The record turns,the needle's in the groove,they're dancing all around,but I hear…
Captian's Log Drabble: End of the Day 16 Jan 2022 Do you like it? I tried to find the best day. Don't try to talk. You're dying. I don't know what happens next. My job is here on earth. I…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Poetry 15 Jan 2022 There is a Charles Bronson film titled Telefon. It is most of what you would expect from a Charles Bronson film. It's a little silly, a little fun, a bit…
Captian's Log Hush 14 Jan 2022 At the Library "Not everything in the library is catalogued," I whispered. "What?" he asked. "There are stories that are told only in whispers, books that are given no titles,…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Sidewalk Ends 13 Jan 2022 One day you gave up. I don't know why. You just stopped. You're like a dead fish carried in a stream; I see you moving, but there's no life there.…
Captian's Log Short: A Rose 12 Jan 2022 It was a normal post. Mostly normal. Letters, mostly invoices and cheques, and a rose; all arriving together. I wonder what correspondence our correspondence kept while waiting to be brought…
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