“Variety 9” – by Mark Hanson
The city of Declan was filled to the brim with chaos. Not a pure soul was to be found here. Continue reading
The city of Declan was filled to the brim with chaos. Not a pure soul was to be found here. Continue reading
It all started with a writing exercise really. Mrs. Dalloway had assigned her 10th grade English class to write a Continue reading
“Let’s go, let’s go! The commander is expecting a transmission on our status.” Racing into the Communications Center, I can’t Continue reading
It felt strange to move my jaw. Having been unable to do so for the majority of my life, the Continue reading
Shrieks filled my ears and packages fell unto my horns as I raced to the cockpit. The grating of dented Continue reading
Ronin’s fist smashed the table as the gavel slammed down. His face was red as he stared at the cracks Continue reading
I placed my webbed hand against the smooth petals of the Recycling Pod. A light shone through the green lips Continue reading
You were lying on the floor, motionless. Well, technically parts of you were lying on the floor while other parts Continue reading