Sunday, April 30, 2017

Walking along the cobblestone streets Irene felt as if she were shuffling along single file behind all the ancestors who had similarly traversed these same lanes.

Saturday, April 29, 2017

As fast as he could type he never seemed to be able to make his deadline.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Long after the malls and high rises, glass facades and steel structures had fallen, the old stone castle steadfastly remained.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

The sun sliced across the bed that morning like a scene from Poe's "The Pit and the Pendulum," or so Jake thought as his hangover deepened with every tick of the clock.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The bar had become so low that when the leader managed to get through a speech without insults, fumbles, slips-ups or a torrent of lies, he was showered with praise.

Monday, April 24, 2017

The butterflies in Sylvia's belly were nothing compared to the buzzing in her brain when she impulsively grabbed his hand.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Carried on an opiate cloud he sailed away to the land of the endless summer.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Where they came from or had gone remained a mystery but their cultural legacy left some tantalizing clues.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

"The game is rigged and the best you can hope for is that the carny turns his back long enough for you to steal a stuffed animal," he said, shooting a tight stream of spit from between his front teeth.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Under the overturned rock a writhing mass of life was exposed to the light.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Freddy ran afoul of the law for allowing his fowl to run wild in the streets.

Monday, April 17, 2017

Sunday, April 16, 2017

The despondent lovers desired only that their lives would diverge by incremental degrees.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

"Sometimes I wonder if I've unknowingly died and become a ghost that no one seems to see or hear," he told Irene, who was only half-listening.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Eventually, we were able to autotune out individuality and with a nip here and a tuck there we achieved soulless perfection.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Tick tock, tick tock, the sound was winding down in his heart and head and there was no key to ratchet it back up, he knew.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Like Ozymandias, the pop star believed he'd be on top forever, but was forgotten in his own lifetime.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Frank's dream life had become more exciting than the real thing so he slept as much as possible.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Our darkest secrets were laid bare and sold to the highest bidder.

Saturday, April 8, 2017

He had become a stranger in the city he called home, a place that was once beautiful and gritty like a broken stained glass window, but was now a soulless shell inhabited by the rich and sneering.

Friday, April 7, 2017

In the daylight—and many years after its heyday—the old bar seemed smaller and much more decrepit than when Dan spent his nights enveloped in its warm embrace of booze, pulsating lights, pounding beats, and pure potential.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

On the day he died the curtain was torn asunder to reveal a life built on lies, chicanery, and double dealing.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Our dystopian future had finally arrived with nary a flying car in sight.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Her moods seemed to shift with the weather so her coworkers stayed home during thunderstorms.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Like the movie sets she spent her days on, Alicia's beautiful facade hid an empty space devoid of anything but dust and darkness.