“Oh my gosh.” Marisa pauses the show as the end credits begin to roll. “No. Way. Can you believe that just happened?” I stare at her. Her body, previously curled into the corner of the couch around a pillow in a relaxed, comfortable fashion, is now tense with energy. Her eyes twinkle at me across … Continue reading Jack is Gay
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Eye Contact
He didn’t like to meet people’s eyes. He never had, really, but he had only noticed it as he’d aged. It had been something he’d always done — looking past people while they spoke to him, or focusing his eyes in entirely the opposite direction. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to pay attention to … Continue reading Eye Contact
Exploration: Focus
“Focus, Narrim!” Narrim could hear his grandfather’s voice as clearly as if the man stood next to him. The fiery memory of his switch lashing across Narrim’s exposed back burned through Narrim’s mind, inspiring him to roll his shoulders. The sun now hid almost entirely behind the horizon, leaving the heat of the day to … Continue reading Exploration: Focus
Shadows, Part 4
Shadows, Part 3 Benni, to hans disappointment, had to leave to attend a meeting with a client. This left Adrick alone in his loft with his system, with only the knowledge that there was something inside of it that neither of them understood. Adrick thought he might actually be less bothered by the situation than … Continue reading Shadows, Part 4
The Right Words
I apologize for the fact that this does not continue Shadows, but I wanted to let this idea free from my mind before it escaped me. For a time, Ytha felt only the joyful bliss of love. Den looked at her with his eyes full of something she had never expected to experience, but it was what … Continue reading The Right Words
Shadows, Part 3
Shadows, Part 1 Shadows, Part 2 “I guess it’s possible,” Benni said, shifting thoughtfully in hans chair. Ne brought hans hand to hans chin. Benni had actually come to visit physically, which was a rarity. Ne usually preferred a holo-call. “I don’t know what else it could be,” Adrick said. “It’s driving me nuts, Benni.” … Continue reading Shadows, Part 3
Shadows, Part 1
Adrick unclasped his lens, whipping it free of his face. His heart rate, resting low just moments before, spiked. The flexible band came away easily, draping down across his shoulder. Adrick blinked. Nothing. His loft was empty. The stark light, filtered to a pure white by the translucent shades pulled over his windows, illuminated the … Continue reading Shadows, Part 1
Everything Around Him
There are days when he awakens where everything around him is a blank grey-white, where it seems he is lost in some vast infinite space full of nothing but emptiness. On those days he has to fight to get moving, for it always seems, before he starts, that there is nothing to move toward: that … Continue reading Everything Around Him
Dry
Craig’s hands had been hard and rough for years. He had grown accustomed to it, and simply accepted it as a product of his life and work. In the winter, they grew even rougher, for the cold, dry air siphoned the moisture from them. Sometimes — often, in fact — they grew so dry that … Continue reading Dry
The Paths
There came a point along their path when it split into two. There was no telling, from where the path forked, where either side might lead, and so there was little too guide them in their choice. Nevertheless, they did not truly discuss it, not aloud. They simply chose one side and continued on their … Continue reading The Paths
Daydreams 