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March 19, 2024
Fantasy Stories Wondering Monk

Just My Imagination

The alarm clock went off and started playing an awful tune. Tom opened his eyes and closed them back, squinting. He reopened one eye and stood up to stop the torture. The phone was on the desk, in the furthest spot from the bed. Although he changed his way of…
March 19, 2024
Science Fiction Stories Ocelotlzin

Earth Is Dead

Recording… It doesn't matter who I was; I probably lived a long time ago, and I am now just a voice someone added to the audio-visual records. What is essential is the recollection of events that lead to the current state. So, a little history needs to be…
March 08, 2024
Flash Fiction Benoit

Some Enchanted Evening

It was a rugby tackle with tears: Chrissy burst in, sobbing and babbling, hugging James. Her face was all wet, eyes wild. What…? My parents split up, Dad has moved in with his boyfriend and I cannot join them. I am shut out. I have lost my dad. Torrent of…
March 08, 2024
Horror Stories Marvel Chukwudi Pephel

In The Hands Of My Legs

The car pulled up in front of the large salon. The neon sign, that sexy broad thing, on the salon'sroof read "Mr. Gil's All-night Salon". The exhaust pipe of the car was pumping solid smoke, theswirls moving from the car and towards the salon.…
March 07, 2024
Mystery Stories Vanessa Leigh Giles

Casualty of Love in the Time of Coronavirus

Chapter 1 Until Death do us Part ‘Ring, ring!’. I answered the telephone and asked, “Hello, good evening. Who’s this? “Hello.” This is Dr. Smith from Red Cross hospital. “Is this Mr. Locke, John?”, he asked, hesitantly scratching his bald head. “Yes, doctor.…
March 07, 2024
Crime Stories Robert Pook

Bar Room Trigger

Another return journey on footpaths so familiar. He strides across each crack in each paving stone. Regular loose drain covers sidestepped. Mapping long ago mapped in Richard’s desolate mind. His pace hastened by the sight of the oncoming storm. Quickening…
March 04, 2024
Horror Stories Ano Chinemerem

Sanctity

Where should I begin? I could begin by telling you about this comely boy, whom every notable person around the streets agrees his smile could charm the bills off one. Between one smile, there was his goodness, his dreams and humanity—a little far ahead?— but…
March 04, 2024
Flash Fiction Emanuel Diaz

Et Mortui Partium

As Rafael stepped out into the rain, it wasn't the ordinary drops that fell from the sky. Instead, it was a storm of souls, each one taking the form of shimmering jewelry as it cascaded toward the ground. Rubies, diamonds, and sapphires twinkled amidst the…
February 29, 2024
Poetry Jing Li Ava

London

‘Am I in London?’ "I am." Where is Elizabeth? Happy living story All of your chapter Bounlance joy Please my heart Power hand Wise mind Our baby Vow vow Love all love Miss I miss Endless wonder Bring us together Love all love Miss I miss For everything My…
February 29, 2024
Flash Fiction Rob Pook

Life Sentence of The Smith

Born nine months after his country won the World Cup.A child prodigy.Cast off at age twenty-four.Husband, father, emigree, away on the other side of the world.The blue-collar life.The dreams of success.The search for fulfillment.The long years of empty…
February 29, 2024
Mystery Stories Joshua Lowther

The Operator

Jason looked over to his right, his eyes barely able to focus themselves on the subject of his attention. His neck ached terribly from the strenuous movement. He was tired. The captain’s gaze came to rest on the rookie sonar operator sitting tense at his…
February 29, 2024
Flash Fiction Salvatore Difalco

The Chute

At dusk, we left our unit with a soft pink bundle. I carried it through the wet streets and into the black woods. I said I’d take it all the way, the bundle, but that we had to drop it in together. My wife’s green eyes flashed. “Don’t make me do that.” I…

This morning I had to go to the local hospital for some routine tests.  I feel fine, but I guess my urologist wants to make sure that I am on the right path to wherever it is I’m going.

My first scheduled test was an ultrasound.  There were six of us in the Radiology waiting room and by my observed calculations, I should have been number four in line.  I have had these tests before and the last one was tortuous.  The technician had hands of steel and she applied so much pressure that I thought I would need urgent care from the post procedure bruising.

    Whenever I go out in “public”, I make sure that I wear my best cologne.  You never know who you are going to meet along the way. Just because I have reached a mature age, doesn’t mean I should cast aside good grooming habits. I don’t waste it on the old guys I meet with at our trustees meetings, nor do I waste it on the birds, squirrels and deer that I see when I’m working in the yard.

    Today’s cold, damp weather had awakened my slumbering aches and pains and I needed something to make me feel better about myself.  My only hope was to have a young and pretty technician with a gentle, soothing touch to perform the procedure.  That would help me forget about Mr. Arthritis visiting me today.

    I sat quietly, waiting and watching as the patients were greeted by the technicians.

    Tech #1:  She was middle-aged, built like a fireplug and had man-hands; just not what I wanted or needed

    Tech #2:  Young twenty something male wearing coke bottle glasses

    Tech #3:  An older gentleman who could have been a Wilford Brimley look alike

    Suddenly, nervous anticipation began to consume my thoughts. I was praying for a young girl with delicate hands, hoping that this ultrasound would be a little bit more enjoyable than the last one.
    I soon heard my name being called and I looked up and was greeted by a young woman who looked like she was about twenty-five.  She had a blonde streak in her auburn hair and her makeup accentuated her naturally pretty features.  She was blessed with a curvaceous figure that her burgundy scrubs could not hide.

    She was all business. There was no friendly chit chat.  The only words she spoke were, “hold your breath, breathe again and you smell nice.”  I lied on the bed in a heavenly state as she used the applicator like a magic wand and rolled it across my mid-section.

    She did her thing and then it was over.
    I said “is that all there is?”
    And she said “yes.”

    The experience was like a memory of a date gone wrong.  You get that one lucky break and take out the girl of your dreams.  She is gorgeous but you soon find out that just being pretty doesn’t always go along with a warm personality. The evening falls flat and you are left more than a bit bewildered. That hopeful dream date soon morphed into a nightmare.
    I proceeded to the next station for a blood test and was greeted by a young blonde with a smile as big and bright as the sun.  Just by the warmth of her voice, you could tell that she was blessed with a sweet personality.  She was a breath of fresh air.  Unfortunately the test was over and done so quickly that there was no time for pleasant conversation.
    I walked to my car, thinking that even though there were gray skies above, today just might have the makings of a lucky day.

    I’m home now and reality has kicked me in the head.  I’m not twenty-five anymore and my only consolation is that my ninety year old neighbor, Phyllis considers me to be her eye candy.

 

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I began my serious writing in August of 1998 after having been a victim of a freak accident in which I had a near-death experience. A second chance at life has been the source of inspiration for much of my writing. I have published five books of poetry, Serendipitous Mindscapes; Barefoot Ballet; Hued Horizons; Dream-Hunters; and Fate's Haven. In my free time I enjoy gardening, landscape design and participating in community service related activities.

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