Beyond Reality “So, tell us about your . . . model,” Mrs. Watson said. The class’s attention was riveted on Kurt’s solar system model. It had 14 planets. The tenth one was a bagel. “First, the sun is a giant lightning bug,” Kurt said, “so it blinks on and off. The first planet—Klaxon—is all metal….
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Strategic
Strategic Jenny and I stepped out of Giordano’s Pizza near Willis Tower, and the air shook. The top of the tower was a fireball. 9/11 flashbacks flooded me. We ran. “Who would do this?” Jenny had her phone open. “The news says it was Zimbabwe.” “Zimbabwe? Why?” Where even was Zimbabwe? “They hate our government….
The First Sundeath
The First Sundeath It was the first day. Ever. While exploring this new world, the woman noticed the sun was lower. “It’s falling,” she said. “It’s bleeding,” the man said. “See, its blood is spreading along the horizon.” “This must be the end of the world.” “It was a good life.” The sun was gone….
A Sign of the Times
A Sign of the Times I remain frozen as I watch them approaching. The board feels heavy, but I don’t even twitch. “This place looks good. Ooh, they got chili fries.” The family inspects the menu in my hands. “Wow, this sign looks so realistic.” Heck yeah, it’s realistic. Underneath the paint, I’m 100% living…
Go Big, Go Home
Go Big, Go Home I was sitting on the porch at 10 am when I saw my neighbor’s teenager approaching. “You’re home early,” I said. “They sent me home.” He shrugged. “I brought a cake in for my birthday.” “You got in trouble? For a cake?” “It was a big cake. Seven feet tall. I…
A Study in Excitement
A Study in Excitement I’ve got a Spanish exam tomorrow, but of course my lame family has to go to the amusement park together. My academic future means nothing, I guess. Lead on, Mom. I smuggle in a notebook to study while we wait in line. I pull it out again on the rollercoaster as…
Asile
Asile You lie on cold marble staring at the dome above. Blood leaks onto beautiful tiles. “Back!” you hear. “This is a sanctuary. You have no right.” You turn your head and see the priest standing in the doorway, keeping the mob out with his body. You close your eyes. The door slams and the…
Humanity’s Day Out
Humanity’s Day Out The humans were restless. Gryxad glanced at them on the holding bay monitor as the ship pulled up to the orbiting inspection booth. “Purpose of visit?” “Just vacation,” Gryxad said. “And letting the critters run around a bit.” “Critters?” “About 50 humans, a few canines and bovines.” “Length of stay?” Gryxad exchanged…
The Gift That Keeps on Aggravating
The Gift That Keeps on Aggravating I was so used to the fairy pigs that I forgot to tell my cousin visiting for Christmas. He woke up to his robe gone and two misshapen sacks by his bed. I rushed in at his cry of shock. “Wow, what beautiful shoes!” I exclaimed. “Listen,” I whispered,…
Just Trying to Help
Just Trying to Help I was sitting incognito on the beach when a cry went up from a woman holding a distraught baby. “Help, he’s lost his stuffie.” Nobody cared. I went over, keeping my sun hat low. “What happened?” “It’s his favorite toy, an alligator. He’ll be crushed.” Fine, I’d help. I took off…
The Green-Walled Treehouse 