i am a man who has recently discovered the ability to hop across time. i’ve only done it once, but surely that must be what happened. i’m in the future. in some sort of warehouse. i’m talking to a man i came upon as i was getting my bearings. he is friendly and upbeat at […]
looking at the sky. pitch black between large yellow and white stars. a claustrophobic feeling as if my face was nearly touching a painted ceiling. a narrator’s voice: Deep within her she held the Beginning of all Time. waking with a start.
in a dark house that belongs to none of us, my two friends insist they need me to go get alcohol for them because i have my ID and they don’t. in a iiving room packed with random crap. my sister is there. we are wearing gowns that mean we’re in the past again. she’s […]
it’s the 19th century. in our heavy cotton white night gowns i check my sister’s hair and see bugs in it. if her hair has bugs, then mine does too. i put her to bed and go look at myself in the mirror. the lantern behind me makes the mirror dark. i’m not at all […]
i lost a phone. not the phone i use. an old phone. a ghost phone. the first cell phone i ever had. i insist we go back and look for it but the girls following say that they looked everywhere behind me and it wasn’t there. on the tv a news anchor is reporting a […]
a time slip of some sort. telling a friend that i have to go back to my old apartment because i need to clean out the rest of my stuff before my lease runs out at the end of the month. thinking i have a week left and my friend telling me i’ve been in […]
in a classroom loft. i’m 14 or 15, stuck in some kind of mystery school detention center. i put my money down carefully on the desk but the bills are picked up by a draft and go over the edge. I stare down and see that they made it outside and landed next to the […]
They tell me Alenia is dead. That she killed herself. I don’t believe them. No way. And how would they even know? So I call her. She answers. I knew I was right. I tell her that people are saying she’s dead and she tells me it’s true. No. No you can’t be. That’s crazy, […]
sitting on the floor and talking to Mo on the phone. She tells me, “Promise you won’t use Chaos Magic. You can’t. It’s too risky. If he takes advantage of it, he’ll use it against you. Don’t use it. Not even a little of it!” I’ve got my dog in a shoebox I painted black […]
Dreamed that my grandpa died. But time was warped so later in the afternoon I went and sat on his lap and we talked loving small talk knowing that he was going to die earlier that morning.