Torsade Literary Space The Resident (part twenty-one)
Chapter Three Tithonians iv. Alone on a bedtop, not climbing under sheets that always felt damp— This house, John would say to himself. Claudie had said it, and he didn’t wince tonight, made to hear her voice. Sleep was light. After twelve, Wissary, who […]
The Resident (part twenty)
Chapter Three Tithonians They saw no reason to repeat the experiment at that point. The Doctors Wissary were sent to the farthest distances occupiable land allowed, each to an environment of differing challenges, and their continued lives were closely studied… “And each doctor…” Debra felt the […]
The Tambinder Engine (part twelve)
The Tambinder Engine A McAlley Story (part twelve) He was there, his old self, at a dim-lit table. She hadn’t showered. She hadn’t expected human talk with anyone, not this day. But it wasn’t embarrassment leadening her feet; it was Matthew, how he stared three-quarters to her. How daylight through […]
The Resident (part nineteen)
Chapter Three Tithonians But because slipping into the groove is not a kind of decomposition, where atoms are snatched and assembled into a facsimile of a person, who can’t tell the difference, between the self he believes himself to be, and the self he has been. Time […]
The Resident (part eighteen)
Chapter Three Tithonians iii. The example always used is a vinyl record. You know what that is. [Nods.] Students of some eras need props. Right. The needle drops into a groove, a particular song plays. The needle drops onto another track, a different song […]
The Resident (part seventeen)
Chapter Three Tithonians ii. They sat, faces blue in the faintness of a battery lantern, Gemma’s. “Why, again, is this a good spot for our talk?” Debra said. “I don’t doubt you. You’re a lister and a PhD, and I’m only…” “I know Aura didn’t […]
The Resident (part sixteen)
Chapter Three Tithonians Into their silence stole cautious movements. A pair of eyes, and another, crossed the road…by the billboard’s glow becoming deer. Debra and Wissary sighed half-oh’s, cut short by the lead deer’s bark. The animals sprang; headlights flared, and through a roar of tires […]
The Resident (part fifteen)
Chapter Three Tithonians i. “Here. I’ve got plenty. I can go full body if I have to…” Cursing under breath at zippers, she freed a cloud of mosquito netting. “Snug up, Wiss. I know you’re gay.” “Am I?” Des would know, keeping track as he […]
The Resident (part fourteen)
Chapter Two An Anniversary Party (cont’d) (part fourteen) “Is that you, squirming again?” Wissary patted a shoulder. “Sleep, Des.” Desander sat up. “How many of those drinks did you have?” “I suppose you mean to ask, since I bought exactly two, did I drink them both? […]
The Resident (part thirteen)
Chapter Two An Anniversary Party (cont’d) (part thirteen) Wissary pulled to Aura’s rear bumper. He pushed the engine button— The car chimed in discontent. He took a foot off the brake, peering for a dashboard clue; the car at last mentioned that it preferred the brake […]