RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME

We know so little about each other and even less about our galaxy, the Milky Way. A system filled with stars, gas, dust, dark matter, and...

Brett started, “Where did you two meet?” “We met amid anarchy. We watched public education falter, a deteriorating climate, collapsing...

…the note now crumpled is still haunting me. I pulled it out and read, “Mr. Jesse Tucker, I know who you are; I know where you are; I...

I am not sure how long I sat, drooling, perched in the corner. For most of the night restless, I slept poorly until finally jolted awake,...

Some visitors are new, first timers, some are regulars. They enter the first gate, agree to the presented terms, and then step through...

Quiet for the last several weeks. About time to pull the Scout Team together to venture outside. The problem at hand is obvious, the...

Daily a line forms at the front gate. Layers of protection built to ensure the safety of those hidden within. Dual gates at the entrance...

Despondent watch as the wagon, our livestock, extra harnesses, miscellaneous junk, and concealed cash recede from my view into the...

Getting late, unfortunately the heat ever present, rain clouds forming, the smell of rain in the air as we head along the south side of...

Moving onward, the village was quiet. Quiet enough to wander freely, although folks were watching and judging. We hoped to get a warm...

Up early preparing for what could be our last day among the living. The rain was moving in, returning with a vengeance, the wind...

“Barrio Hollywood,” I said. “You mean where we just recently ran from, leaving our mark in - dustburger?” Frank asked. “No, beyond that,...

As time went on, we ate, talking aimlessly, avoiding eye contact, and steering clear of personal stuff, not doing what our assigners...

The next day forced to face an uncomfortable reality. They will never let this lie. Everyone walked away, no bodies left behind, no harm,...

What was he thinking? Jessie educated, come-on… creative, once a teacher by trade, now leading our Scout Team. (Although not by choice.)...

A voice from behind both unsteady and unexpected babbles, “Tu… turn around slowly… and keep… your hands in view.” I froze, took a second...

No one was currently about, the stable empty, all chores completed for the evening, workers headed homeward, dinner with ‘family’ or...

They saw us coming. Slowly approaching. Midday, hot, most hunkered down, the heat today unbearable, triple digit. But still a waiting...

We were slowly toasting in the sun while we waited, sweat running into eyes, down our backs, the air stifling, the sun relentless. The...

Woke, pulling the covers over my head, seeking refuge from the blazing sun, alone. Last night’s guest, gone. Voices, a few, filter...