Last Will of the Cyclops

The funeral was small. Captain Sy “Cyclops” Petcher spent the end of his days at a dark corner table in the Triple Trout drinking discontinued ale the bartender had shipped in just for him. When the bar was closed in the mornings, Sy would sit outside the door in a chair engraved with “Cyclops” and... Continue Reading →


In a forgotten corner of space, on the fringes of the Hawthorn nebula, mechanized creatures called Zarook moved in a rhythm, working to a melody and harmony tuned to the very core of their planet. For several centuries the Zarook had maintained the cultivation of this life force, keeping it exactly the same, exactly the... Continue Reading →

His Name Was Edgar Quimby

Lobotomy -- surgery that destroys the frontal lobe of the brain, leaving the patient catatonic Rothering -- translation from German - red herring Red Herring -- something that confuses or diverts attention from something else   Asylum, crazy house, funny farm, loony bin, nuthouse, he scribbled. “We don’t use the word nuthouse, Mr. Rothering.” Bobby... Continue Reading →

Robots Love Techno

Robots Love Techno By Eddie Joe Young and Elsha Hawk The vacant lot on Melpomene Street appeared at first glance like a perfectly normal piece of real estate. One quarter of a city block long, surrounded by a privacy fence; nothing about it looked insidious or injurious. The grass was always neat even though no... Continue Reading →

The Fifth Step

The Fifth Step by Eddie-Joe Young and Elsha Hawk 8:30 Thursday Evening Grace House, Camp Street, New Orleans Weekly meeting of Narcotics/A.A. Cara Rothering almost wrote Cara H. instead of Cara R. on her ‘Hello my name is’ sticker. It’s a mistake common to newlyweds. She chuckled when she thought about being a late-thirties newlywed.... Continue Reading →

The Hatchling

This is the short story that won Hawk the Write To Win Contest. Enjoy! It looked like a fruit bat had mated with an iguana. The flat, bumpy skin and long barbed tail were only the background for the huge wings, fangs, and large obsidian eyes. “I think it's cute!” Mallory gushed. She moved toward... Continue Reading →

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