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Ramblin’s Part I
It is cold. So very, very cold. I almost dare not open my eyes. Afraid of what I might find there. Afraid. I will open my eyes. I will open them. Yes. But…but no. NO! There is no light in this place! To what pit of darkness have I bee deposited? Please. Anyone! Where! I am alone. Alone. Alone in this putrid place! There is the scent of death here! …
A Ballerina
Red . . . Purple . . . Yellow . . . Pink? Yes. Pink. It is. The pinkest of pink. The pink of the twirling ballerinas with the tight pink tights and the light blue bonnets bouncing merrily as the ballerinas twirl. Twirl into the distance. Twirl into the yellow sunset with the purple mountains that crown it sitting just five feet out of permanent reach. Twirl into the…
The Hero of 2050
The morning was dark and gloomy, as usual. Ever since the nuclear war, the mornings had been dark and gloomy, especially where Raul slept, in the alley between Comics Plus and the offices. Raul wasn’t your average king of guy. Raul was the kind of guy to take things seriously. Much too seriously. The people in Portland called him a hero, he wasn’t. He had been volunteered for this mission…