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THE CONNECTION
The Connection. “Hopper!... Hopper! “ Mike yelled. Mike is handsome and slender with his beautiful brown eyes and short black hair. He has brains too, which was not typical for boys from the Bronx. Which is exactly why Harper married him. She Loves everything about him, Except how he says her name, it drives her nuts! It’s HARPER, not Hopper. She would always correct him and wished his name was something like “ Vinnie “ or “Tony”. At least then she could have something to work with, but Michale is all she gets.
By Angela Stuhmer5 years ago in Earth
Anila and the Clan Heart
The sound of the dogs was reaching a level which would have scared off any wildlife for miles. It was past time to leave, but she couldn’t seem to tear herself away just yet. He looked so beautiful now, so peaceful. The power of true presence… it had given him a light that she didn’t always see in those last days. He had been rather deeply internal in those final moments, as if he knew the shift was about to occur. That wordless way in which we Know, the knowing which comes from the trance-like delta brain that happens when you are walking for so long. The mind no longer chatters, the heart rhythm and breath rhythm are all that is known and felt, and then flashes of insight or memory, and occasional flashes of Knowing come to you in those quiet moments, one foot in front of the other, almost numb now to the effort and pain it takes to keep moving. She wondered if he had one of those flashes of gnosis in those final weeks, because something in his demeanor had changed. He was not less resolved to move forward, but it was almost with a new found ease, perhaps a knowing this too would soon be over. And he was more quiet in his silence, almost too quiet. Maybe she, too, had known, and that’s why the silence hurt her so much.
By Annaliese Amundson5 years ago in Earth
Lucy in Sky With Neon
Lucy in the Sky with Neon By Rick Hartford There was writing in the sky. Huge red neon letters above us with the clouds.
By Rick Hartford5 years ago in Earth
I speak for the plants
I wasn’t new when it came to the world of houseplants but my green thumb was extremely weak. I’d look at a succulent and it would die - a SUCCULENT! How does that even happen? Something that thrives on neglect managed to die on someone who thrives on neglecting things; it didn’t make sense. A bad case of depression hit somewhere around the same time as the pandemic hit; it’s funny how 2020 managed to pull that off for me. I guess I should be somewhat thankful it did because it opened up my mind to the idea of getting more houseplants; there was a bunch of trial and error along the way. I am not here to talk about lost plant pals though; I’m here to talk about Merlin.
By Megan McCullough5 years ago in Earth
The Meteor Conspiracy
I was fourteen when the meteors hit Earth. We didn't have much warning, mere days to figure out a way to preserve the survival of humanity. Unfortunately, most people didn't make it, lost to the fires and the ash that culminated in the atmosphere. My dad, a military man, gained our family access to an underground shelter made for cataclysmic events. He brought my mom, my younger brother, and me with him. My mom died shortly after, the lethal fumes having settled in her lungs beyond hope of recovery. I am now seventeen, still living in the shelter with a mixture of politicians and military members.
By Rory Milligan5 years ago in Earth
The Big Show
The Big Show June 28th, 2021 As we neared the end of the world, it seemed that nobody noticed or even cared. It was business as usual, and the sound of endless beeping became a familiar sound as the final hour approached.
By David Katz5 years ago in Earth
Blackberry Summer
She kicked the gravel under her feet, turned her head towards the sky and took a deep breath in. The sun was making its way behind the rubble, before disappearing for the evening. She pulled an old magazine clipping out of her pocket and tried to imagine life then. An ad for The Smoky Mountains National Park from 2019 that showed the sun setting over the mountains which made the sky look like it was on fire. Her grandmother had always told her stories of what life was like before. She would always talk about her mother’s garden and the way the blackberries tasted right off the vine. Yarrow was distracted when she heard her name over the loudspeaker, and it made her jump. She looked up the side of her tower and saw her lieutenant leaning out the window of the 10th floor, waving for her to hurry. Yarrow quickly ran inside to make her way to her post. “What even is a blackberry?” She said to herself as she started to climb the ten flights of stairs.
By Ashley Fairbanks5 years ago in Earth
Enchanted Land
My name is Seryna Laurenz. I’m fourteen years old and traveling with my uncle, James Sutter. We are traveling in an old gas engine car because the world has gone to hell according to my uncle.
By Robyn Fleming5 years ago in Earth
The Heart that Wasn't a Heart
Thump-thump, thump-thump… Such a heavy weight around her neck, she could always feel it like a brand against her skin. She kept it hidden away, for if anyone knew what it was she possessed in this tragedy of a world. She’d end up like the rest of them. Once, years ago, beyond thought and most memory it had been different. What she had that now felt like some sort of albatross around her neck was mere commonplace. Before humanity forgot that it was humane. Before they fell into such despair. She knew there were others like her. But they were few and far between. Difficult to find. And even if you did stumble across one, they were even more difficult to communicate with. Such was their burden. Shared but infinitely alone. She, that is to say, the heroine as only some would come to call her was so very Other, nothing could have prepared this new world for her. Elenor was a bright flame that had been hidden for far too long in the shadows. Her time had come and with it a time for all to either be reborn or pass into the afterlife. She hoped they chose wisely and that whatever choice brought them the peace lacking in life.
By Sarah B5 years ago in Earth
thoughts of a young deer
He hit the ground with an indignant bump. He looked like a wet rickety folding chair. He had a heart-shaped locket on his neck just over his legs. Instinct made him stand. Instinct and love made his mother lick him. Instinct, love, and evolution had him running at nearly thirty miles an hour fifteen minutes after he was born.
By Cellestine Aggrey5 years ago in Earth
I couldn't be a deep-sea diver.
I find it insane that we know more about space than we do the depths of our oceans. Truly, the fact that we know so much about the skies above us to the degree we have multiple chocolate bars named after the contents of our galaxies and not a single one about anything below sea level is intimidating.
By CJ Francis5 years ago in Earth
Clean Earth
Clean Earth This morning Sophie, half asleep, roused as usual by the yowling of Keith the cat, enters the kitchen of her apartment. It’s just another morning until she startles, feeling stings, little pinpricks, on her feet and up her ankles. She looks down.
By Martha Allen5 years ago in Earth