Tag: writing

The snake in your stomach emerges from its egg tiny, and manageable. You can feel it, know its presence. Instead, you choose to ignore it, for what importance does it have. You’ll deal with it, you think to yourself. Eventually. Time passes, the snake grows, the size of one...

An android worked in a field. When the moon would rose from beneath the mountain range on the desert skyline, it would power down where it stood, paused in a black nothingness. The sun would rise, and the android would continue. One day, something odd happened. The moon rose,...

Its head is a small lumpy ball of clay, with two eyes drawn on with black sharpie. One eye is bigger than the other, but not by much. The body is sprayed silver, the original orange of the athletic tape still showing through at the joints. Its elbows hang...