Captian's Log Rough Draft: 413 1 Feb 2021 It was an eerie sound, the inmates chanting all around from in their cells. The rhythm and swell of their choral was impossible to follow; as one voice faded another…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Sketch 25 Jan 2021 Please Read: The Sketch “It disturbed you?” “Yes.” “Most people,” I go on, “merely feel some form of discomfort, a chill and so forth.” His hand was raised again. “So…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Sketch 24 Jan 2021 The crazed convulsions reached their peak, the patient straining at his bonds, then suddenly were ended. Comatose, barely breathing, he lay. I grabbed his wrist. His pulse was weak. I…
Captian's Log Unfinished: The Sketch 23 Jan 2021 The crazed convulsions reached their peak, the patient straining at his bonds, then suddenly were ended. Comatose, barely breathing, he lay. I grabbed his wrist. His pulse was weak. I…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: I Once Saw a Man Who Had Had Enough 21 Nov 2020 I once saw a man who had had enough. It was the eighth day, a week and a day . . . We could see them the whole time, hear…
Captian's Log Adventures in Bureaucracy: Covid-19 10 Nov 2020 It's time for, Adventures in Bureaucracy! So let's set the stage. I've been sick the last two weeks; covid symptoms but covid negative. My doctor refers me to somebody. We…
Captian's Log Unconscionable Sorrow 14 Oct 2020 My unconscionable sorrow, like some treacherous tide, flows over me in a moment. I'm drowned in my own salty tears. I hold my breath, grasping the rock below. Soon the…
Captian's Log Poem: I’m Mad 5 Aug 2020 Don't call me crazy, cause I aint sane Don't look unless you can feel this pain Searching for music to heal my troubled soul I wander the earth with an…
Captian's Log Second Gear 18 Mar 2020 Okay . . . this whole social distancing thing isn’t really working out for me. Let’s just call it off. I’m done with it. Anyone else? Let’s just put the…
Captian's Log Apparently We All Died? 12 Mar 2020 School’s out forever. The Coronavirus has destroyed the world, or at least the panic has destroyed the world, or those listening to that mad god’s piping believe the world is…
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