We had bitter cold last week
Now there's thunder.
Go home, Ohio, you're drunk.
@prof-bogs
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We had bitter cold last week
Now there's thunder.
Go home, Ohio, you're drunk.
BREAKING: The Department of Education has ended its directive that attempted to restrict diversity, equity, and inclusion efforts in schools nationwide.
This is a victory for academic freedom and education equity.
Just two weeks left on Nebula nominations and a few days for the BSFAs. If youβre still reading short stories for these awards, Iβd be honoured if youβd consider this one.
Goooooood morning BosKone
#boskone2026
The March for Life bringing measles to DC feels like another thing that would be written for a satire but since satire is dead it's reality.
BIG DENTISTRY is keeping us down
The shaman flings a handful of powder into the fire. The flames pulse, casting a weird, #lambent glow across the cave walls. The crude renderings of animals shift and writhe, and the clan gasps as new images form. Vast herds of prey, a clear direction, an end to hunger.
#vss365 #microfiction
The Dream Waterfall casts its own light, #lambent, and full of rainbows. Each refraction offers a potential tomorrow, ephemeral as ripples.
I spent hours there in my cloudy youth, drunk deeply from fancy, until we met.
Not dreams, I realized, but future memories of you.
#vss365 #microfiction ππ
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Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 4 is #ghost
"But that isnβt all.
Some of my ghosts are planets.
Not bright. Not young.
Spiraling deep in the dusk of my body
as saucers or moons
pleased with their belts of colored dust
& hailing no others."
'Ghosts', Kiki Petrosino
#4
God: "and this one will be good at micro fiction, which no one really pays for"
Gabriel: "make him want to publish a novel with a trad publisher, lol"
Pinned lizzie johnson @lizziejohnsonnn Β· Aug 19, 2021 Almost three years ago, my editor called me early one November morning. A wildfire had sparked near a town called Paradise, he said. Could I go? (1/13) 0:02 / 0:10 lizzie johnson @lizziejohnsonnn Β· 47m I was just laid off by The Washington Post in the middle of a warzone. I have no words. I'm devastated. Quote lizzie johnson @lizziejohnsonnn Β· Jan 25 Waking up without power, heat, or running water. (Again.) But the work here in Kyiv continues. Warming up in the car, writing in pencil β pen ink freezes β by headlamp.
A publisher who lays off a reporter whose pen is freezing because she's covering a frigid war zone while dodging missiles is not an editor you want to work for, in a more perfect world
AerynCore hitman story right here
The contract gig is a messy one. Thereβre no guarantees, no absolutes. I donβt promise my clients I'll get their man. What I like to say is every target has a #ghost of a chance, even if, most of the time, that just means theyβre gonna get every opportunity to BE a ghost.
#vss365 #microfiction
Bits of your soul leak into the screen, transmuted into ones and zeroes. Far-flung in undersea ley lines.
After you're gone, I open the dull machine in the dark morning, read your remnants circling the singularity.
An accretion disk, regurgitating the #ghosts of who we are
#vss365 #microfiction πͺπ
And we talk about #pain on a scale from one to ten and point to a drawing of a face that's meant to show how much we're breaking behind the mask we don't admit to wearing and everything is fine we're fine it's fine it's one long run-on sentence and we hide our bitten nails in our sleeves
π·οΈ #vss365
I *knew* it
Hi, did you rip this directly from my unpublished novel that only I've read? π€£
Dying hurts. No one tells you that. Thereβs #pain from whatever killed you, sure. Cancer, car wreck, a hail of bullets, but itβs getting ripped out of one state of being and shoved into the next thatβs the real agony. In other words, ghosts donβt moan because theyβre sad.
#vss365 #microfiction
Tomato soup simmers on the stove. Basil, sugar, acid.
We'd go on lunch dates. Me, 7, you 70. Grilled cheese and BLTs. I can't remember your crooked smile, our checkers games in April.
Just you on the hospice bed. Purple veins, paper skin.
Nothing behind your eyes but #pain
#vss365 #microfiction
Thank you, flash king
Little Junie had the #soul sight. Sheβd point to nice Mr. Hayward at the grocery and yell, βCupcake!β When she saw Mrs. Patel at the daycare, sheβd clap and coo, βIce cream!β But when Ms. Ash, the landlord, came around, sheβd hide her face, crying, βBroccoli! Broccoli!β
#vss365 #microfiction
The valkyrie descends from the heavens, gathers the dead in her longship. Infantry, officers, bodies gaping open. Blood soaks the deck like rain.
I approach, but she bars my way.
"Are you not the #soul - gatherer?"
"Yes," she replies, "But you must have one to come aboard."
#vss365 #microfiction
My first serious proper book, coming soooooon!
I still can't get over that cover
Did you hear that flame tree is having a vampire call??
When it comes to documenting ICE activity, remember what Eisenhower said at the end of WWII.
"Get it all on record now - get the films - get the witnesses - because somewhere down the track of history some bastard will get up and say that this never happened."
Please could the whole world stop exploding
Now is really good time to pick any org or fund from this list and give what you can. www.standwithminnesota.com
*deep breath*
Fuck I.C.E.