It was a clear day. At least that's what it looked like.
Flash Fiction
Fresh Air
As he passed through the hatchway, perspective vanished.
The Comet
He climbed forever, immersed in perpetual night
Sunlight
One did not leave a place like this.
Symbiosis
They kept him alive, as he kept them alive.
Breathe
The fans were the lungs of the ship.
A Thinker’s Game
Torrnex rolled his upper set of eyes. "And why are we doing this again?" "It's a game," Xeenax replied with a wide smile. "A game," Torrnex parroted back, derisively. "And where did you pick this one up?" "On Earth," Xeenax answered, eliciting another eye roll. "Humans do this?" Torrnex shot back, mockingly. "I might have guessed! So … Continue reading A Thinker’s Game
San Ignacio
It seemed familiar. From the terracotta roofs to the arched windows, the crush of the city blocks, it might have been a sleepy town in Spain or his native Oaxaca. But the town, and the buildings, were not even so old as he was. It had been ten years since Raúl left Oaxaca, and Earth, … Continue reading San Ignacio
Stranded
The stench was overwhelming. It filled his nose and stuck to his clothes, setting him to retching as he covered his mouth. The gulls didn't seem to mind, though, as they picked merrily away at the rotting meat and blubber hanging from the putrid carcass. Another one. He'd gotten the call, and arrived to find … Continue reading Stranded
Terrarium
"Do we really need umbrellas?" "We always walked with them back home," Melissa replied. Lana never seemed to appreciate the value of tradition. In this strange place, it was all they had to tie them to what they'd left behind. The two walked side-by-side along a stone path, as the sea of green around them … Continue reading Terrarium
Michael T. Kuester 