Captian's Log Short Poem: Spider Lover 6 Jul 2020 (I'm feeling sick, so here is a very short poem). Spider, spider, spinning webs in darkened nook above my bed, weaving, weaving, through the night, inviting guests to end their…
Captian's Log No One 15 Jun 202015 Jun 2020 I sit before the fire, watching its orange tongues flicker in the darkness. The stars above are glistening in the blue night. There’s something in the wind, a smell, familiar.…
Captian's Log Short: New Day 16 May 2020 Tired, panting, I feel the weight of the year crushing me, and with each troubled wheeze escaping my lungs, I stagger toward the cliffedge. The stickiness of my blood rests…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Machine 30 Mar 2020 It was the machine, promised throughout all eternity, but especially in modernity realized possible. Its plans have been worked on since man first drew on his cave walls, not yet…
Captian's Log Drabble: Under 27 Feb 2020 He began pulling the skin off his face, patches at a time, tearing his flesh away in jagged lines. Underneath, his bleeding red center pulsed, gushing blood. He tore and…
Captian's Log Short: Hunter 14 Jan 2020 “I never wanted this,” I hear my own voice, like a dying gasp, escape me. Tears were welling in my eyes. “I’m not—” the words wouldn’t come. Chocking back a…
Captian's Log Drabbel: The Trail 19 Nov 201919 Nov 2019 In this world of white walls, white ceilings, and white floors, the specks of blood were like neon. Wet against the slick linoleum a path of dots lead on: here…
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