Tag: memories

  • Five Ways Of Looking

    I. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder at the forks in the road. Paths not taken. Discoveries not made. How would they have turned out? No different than anyone else looking back on their lives, but I feel infinitely ill-prepared to face my own demons. II. I keep you at my back, your sword at…

  • DeathWatch No. 142 – Do I Make Myself Clear?

    DeathWatch No. 142 – Do I Make Myself Clear?

    This is Issue #142 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find ‘DeathWatch’ then go to ‘#0 – A Beginning’ and read from there, or go find the issue # you remember, and catch up from there! Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * * Holden Olivier squirmed, held by the throat in the grasp…

  • Wait

    She woke to the feeling of cool fall air on her skin, and the whisper of leaves fluttering near, like an aspen or cottonwood’s rattle, and her eyes strained to see, and because so much had been in her minds’ eye, it took her quite some time to realize her eyes didn’t work, and she…

  • Twenty-Seven Minutes Past the Hour

    Twenty-Seven Minutes Past the Hour

    I didn’t realize how much time had passed. I didn’t know. It hurts my heart to think of you sometimes, wasting away. I remember you. The both of you. Like it was yesterday. As if it were. As if I could turn the page back, close the whole damn book from the front, open it…

  • Databases bleed information (of course)

    Databases bleed information (of course)

    It’s a Sisters Of Mercy night and you know what that means: get on your knees, bow your head and receive. Hear the laughter down the hall, the distant drums, the rise and fall of a thousand lifetimes of solace, a thousand lifetimes of tears, a thousand lifetimes of agonies, a thousand lifetimes of fear?…