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The Metamorphose Gala.
By the stars, the colours! Such wondrous explosions of unbridled peacockery never before have i witnessed. Beautiful women wrapped in velvet, cashmere and Arachnian lace. Tall slender men cut out handsomely in shades of green and russet linen. The guests are dotted about in the great ballroom and each group appears to me like a grove of new sprung and exotic flowers.
The tuck rule in football is what gave Tom Brady a Super Bowl, but in drag, it's the only place your shla-ma-lama-ding-dong can go.Not a plot twist, but more so a shaft turn and tuck-under.Not a horseradish but your baby apple.Your banana-nut stuffing.A chef's secret stirring stick.An early sunrise surprise.A pope's only friend. --Your dick--, I'm talking about your dick.We all get a dick when we're aggressive, call it the dirty T or testosterone crazies, not Tuscon A...
It was the deep humming sound of an electric motor, which aroused me from my sleep. Strange, I thought. What is a motor doing in my bedroom and why would it be running? But when Chuck opened his eyes, it wasn’t his cell where he found himself. Instead of a pillow encasing his head, he found himself dressed in a hospital gown, strapped down held motionless, and his head was adorned with what appeared to be a helmet with countless wires extruding from it.Slowly, like the sun rising in the east, his mind cleared. “Hey, John,” Chuck sh...
Anna hadn’t slept in nearly three days. If the swollen bags under her eyes weren’t enough of an indication, her snappy attitude was sure to clue anybody in. Her assistant, Miles would probably be the one getting the worst of it; at least he was used to her sleepless irritability. She sat in her bedroom at the vanity in the corner, waiting for Elisha, her makeup artist, to arrive. She stared deeply into her own swollen, bloodshot eyes until they lost focus. Then she would snap out of it and start it all over again. Had she dreamt the p...
“Send this back. The code is all wrong.” Mario said to his virtual assistant. “Send it back to VIP Virch and tell Amber to redo this. I can’t look like this at the Milky Way Gala.”
Mario was used to being disappointed. Despite being one of the richest men in the Metaverse, he still couldn’t get his reality to match the one in his mind. They called him eccentric but he preferred specific. He didn’t want anything...
My chest rattled like a clogged toilet as I breathed, but the IV painkillers kept me numb enough to tolerate it. After three days of infection with ultimavirus (UV-47), most of my body’s organs shut down, abandoning me the way kids on the playground used to run away, as if they’d seen the Bogeyman. It wasn’t my mother’s fault that the candle caught fire while I was asleep. The burns, though severe, were limited to the bottom right side of my face, tracing a path from my cheek down to the edge of my collarbone. I liked to believe that I wo...
I stepped over the mossy log and continued down the hill. The forest was cool, unlike the city, dirty, and full of the smell of dead corpses. The smell of the woods was different, it was fresh, clear, not musty. I spent most of my time in the woods now, staying away from the city as much as possible.
The site of the corpses scattered across the city filled me with, anger. None of those people had done an...
“Phillip, stop fidgeting with that dusty old thing,” Darlene scolded as I looked through the viewfinder of my vintage 35mm camera. “I can’t even see the rest of the group, we’re so far behind!”I was too busy lining up the shot to answer her right away. This place was so stunning it begged to be photographed.I’d tried many times to explain to my wife the mechanics of 20th-century photography and its superiority over what passes for photography in our day. How the point-and-click of a retinal implant prod...
Finding my old leather jacket at the back of my closet was like finding a piece of myself lost long ago. After twenty years, and more pounds than I care to admit, I did not expect it to still fit. My arms slid into the sleeves and the weight came to rest on my shoulders. The jacket that once defined my fashion fit better than I would have dared dream. I stood in front of the mirror and wondered if the person I had becom...
Minjun was taking a polaroid photo of a long empty corridor in Seoul’s Incheon airport when the old man with an octopus called out.“You look like you need someone to talk to, have a seat,” he pointed toward the chair next to him, one in an endless line of empty chairs. An orange glow from the lingering dusk poured in from the windows facing the Yellow Sea, bathing everything in warm colors.Minjum scrunched his face into a scowl. Unwanted come-ons happened often these days. But the man appeared different...
I have a secret to tell everyone. It could seem as though I am crazy, but I will give examples of my findings. I would also appreciate it if you tell no one about my findings because then I will be forced into an insane asylum. I will commence my telling.
A few years ago I was given a camera, and not long after that camera’s digital imprint was copied into all cell phones. They said it was to ...
Isaac Hendrix watched intently as Alex Michaelson tuned the various instruments that made up the complex array of what he called his Dimensional Camera. Then, he hit the button that was to give us a peek into a parallel universe. Ah, nothing appeared to have happened, but Alex seemed quite happy about the attempt.
“Alex, did you get a picture”, I asked tentatively.
Alex mumbled something unintelligible, but...
Phillip Lavender eases into his chair, hoping its plush cushioning will inspire him to tear into his long-overdue review of the architectural plans for his client’s summer home.
Pushing the chair closer to the computer screen, Phillip feels something scrape against his left knee. Looking underneath the desk, he sees an envelope taped to its side.
Opening the envelope, he finds an un...
Jen breathed in and exhaled halfway, slowly, her finger resting on the shutter-release button. At this distance, at this amount of zoom, even the lens’s vibration reduction would do little to prevent some motion blur. To compensate for her unsteady hand, she set her shutter speed to 1/300. To compensate for the shorter shutter duration, she lowered her f-stop to 5.6 and brought her ISO up to 400. The light meter read de...
"Okay, here it is. You got your night vision goggles on?" Akio held up a small metal container full of liquid sparkling with every different color of the rainbow.
"What is it?" Lacey asked.
"My own special brew. I can make anyone's picture come to life with this formula!"
"I'm serious. This is my ticket out of here, Lace. All I have to do is t...
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