mry writes

*a story fragment* One rainy evening everything changed. In an instant, a blink of an eye, nothing was the same. Not unexpected, I admit. After all, living is quite different from not living. Nothing, though, can truly prepare you for the actuality of not living. You cannot know the vast difference between being alive and… Continue reading

*a story fragment* In the heat of mid-summer, the heart of the sunny season, Sandy became pregnant. Sam was involved, in the usual way. Sandy and Sam didn’t plan it; they didn’t prevent it. And at the time, they didn’t regret it. Regret came later. Regret eventually arrived, huffing and steaming, belching forth smoke and… Continue reading

*a story fragment* FitzHugh RedAlpha knew he would create a negative ion space when he crossed the border; his ionic structure wasn’t registered. The Structure didn’t like ionic anonymity, but he and his fellow Hughs accepted the risks. Fitz took pains to keep his identity, his mere existence, unknown to the Structure despite the restrictions… Continue reading