Captian's Log A Long, Slow Decay 5 Oct 2024 "As a nation, we are at war with reality, and unfortunately, reality is winning," laughed my friend, lifting his glass. "To reality!" He drank, and deeply. Then, with a gasping…
Captian's Log Deep Holes 4 Oct 2024 The milieu of one's upbringing can at times…well, I guess that's just…what I'm trying to say is…I suppose it is murder. I just never thought of it that way. A…
Captian's Log Men Like Statues 3 Oct 2024 The dreams retreat from the sunand now the nightmares are done.Into my own head they returnand with strange passions I burn.What sings in eerie silencea song sung just for me?I…
Captian's Log The Howling Call 2 Oct 2024 The moonlight streams through our ship's wreck, her shadow stretching over the sands as I ignore my bandaged ankle and run for all I'm worth. The beach gives under my…
Captian's Log Spooky Season—Let’s GO! 1 Oct 2024 Well, it's October 1st and we're shifting straight into high gear spooky mode as two of my short stories are now set for publication in the Futurist Letters. I am…
Captian's Log Caught in your Light 30 Sep 2024 O God, through this misery, be glorified.Through my pain, lead me nearer your throne.I am nothing, of no account.Dust swept up by a breeze.Soon, I fall back to earth. O…
Captian's Log Through Death 29 Sep 202428 Sep 2024 The shambling shapes are pressing nearand through their moans I seem to heara voice that is to me so dear.Thus swells in me a deeper fear. My love, my darling,…
Captian's Log The Placid Island of the Fourth Estate 28 Sep 2024 The thing was crawling down the street, its slimy trail, glistening on the cobblestones, shone brightly under the lamplight. It was one of the first to crawl out of the…
Captian's Log Forty-Two 27 Sep 2024 I have been thinking a lot about the number forty-two. There can be a whole heap of wisdom stored up in just a little bit of foolishness. Forty-two is the…
Captian's Log New Moon 26 Sep 2024 Bright star in the night,bright star, my delight,cannot you speak of the moon,your mistress moon adorned in gloom? Dust's son, tired earth,whom death called at birth,why ask of the moon,of…
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