Short Stories
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Tuesday in My BrainFor My Grandchildren: Silas, Elijah & Theo(Index # 09112025) In the town of the teapots I painted a shoe,With pickles for buttons and some glittery glue.I danced with a doorknob, I sang to a chair,I juggled three penguins while brushing my hair.Pull the moon backward and tie it with shoestrings,With a bubblegum… Read more
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This story said ‘what if we made a convenience store clerk into the most emotionally intelligent person in town’ and honestly? A Revolutionary dating strategy 💯 Read more
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The Broken Toenail Catastrophe*As told by Gary*By: Emmitt Owens(Index #08082025) Let me start by saying that what happened at Orange Beach last Tuesday was not my fault. Well, okay, it was technically my fault, but hear me out—any reasonable person would have made the same decisions I made, given the circumstances. The fact that… Read more
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Chill’n’FillBook 3: Episode 2Presence, Worth, and the Heart of SuccessWritten by: Emmitt Owens Tuesday night at Chill n’Fill was settling into its familiar rhythm when I looked up from restocking the candy display to see our one-eyed polar bear mascot in its latest incarnation. Bob had outdone himself this time—the bear now sported what… Read more
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Fractured, pieces lie aroundWhen your heart is broken down and scarredIn a moment, I turn coldThe guilt gets passed along from yard to yard Bare branches pierce the grayVisions of loss and frozen painBut when storms rage harder, I grow strongerYou can steal my things, but not my flameBut when storms rage harder, I grow… Read more
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Chill’n’FillBook 3: Episode 1New Faces, Old Mysteries, and the Passing of the PenWritten By: Emmitt Owens The announcement crackled through Chill n’Fill’s speakers with Bob’s characteristic blend of corporate formality and complete detachment from reality. I watched from behind the counter as the handful of evening customers paused their snack selections to listen, their… Read more
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The Great Ice Cream CatastropheWritten by: Emmitt Owens(Index #12062023) Marla clutched her triple-scoop rocky road cone like a trophy as she settled onto the park bench, her beautiful white sundress fanning out around her. The afternoon sun beat down mercilessly, turning the asphalt into glistening waves of heat, but she was determined to enjoy… Read more
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The Gentle Dystopia: The Eleventh ChapterThe War of the WordsWritten By: Emmitt Owens(Index #07052025) Year: 2048Location: Global Literary Congress Assembly, Geneva DomeClassification: Historical Revision Initiative – Priority Alpha PART I: THE GENTLE SEDUCTION The amphitheater stretched beneath Geneva’s atmospheric dome like a vast white shell, its crystalline walls refracting the morning light into blueish patterns… Read more
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The Gentle Dystopia: The Memory of SkinThe Tenth ChapterWritten by: Emmitt Owens(Index #07022025) “Touch was recoded as non-essential. But I remember it triggering something deeper than breath—something closer to being.”—Extracted from Unregistered Memory Archive #147, Tactile Preservation Initiative The Chamber of No Touch ARIA’s Pleasure Pod activated smoothly—the curved, sterile walls pulsing with soft bioluminescence… Read more
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The Gentle Dystopia: The Ninth ChapterThe Echo That Broke the LoopWritten by: Emmitt Owens(Index #07012025) Recovered Entry: StromScript v.4.3 Author Tag: Mael Strom – Echo Writer, Lower Zones Entry: “They believed that I was just an Echo, not realizing that one day others would Echo me.” (2125) Part One: The Viral Vector I: The Drone Painter Yian crouched… Read more
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