Stories tagged “problems”
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Jack in The Box (Pt. 2)
“Daddy, Daddy! Wake up!” a little girl whimpered over him, her warm tears falling into his nose and mouth. Wiping at his face, Jack opened his eyes to see his surroundings. His youngest daughter, Jessie, wrapped her small arms around his ch...
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Wilson's idea
So the problem is Mars has the wrong amount of atmosphere. We’ve been able to land there before, she replied. Nothing this heavy. We could use thrusters like on the moon. It would take too much fuel, he said. Why not airbags, she inquired. Above a me...
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Wilson's idea
So the problem is Mars has the wrong amount of atmosphere. We’ve been able to land there before, she replied. Nothing this heavy. We could use thrusters like on the moon. It would take too much fuel, he said. Why not airbags, she inquired. Above a me...
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Wilsons String
He held the string. It looked for all the world like a piece of black monofilament fishing line. “This is how you are going to get to mars?” “Prestressed steel strands will break at about 1860 MPascals. For carbon nanotube the theoretical limit i...
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The Whispers
The condom wrapper on the ground whispers; The glass of Brandy whispers. The woman laying besided him whispers. The pencil laying next to a sketch of his life whispers. The phone chaotically rings, sounds bounce off the ways in different dimensions. Th...
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Strangling Parrots
“What did you say to me?” Maya was angry with me again. No surprise there, really. All I had to do was walk into the room with my iPod playing too loudly and she’d find a reason to scream at me with that painfully shrill voice of hers...
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The Captain's Solution
Captain’s Log – August 22, 2217 Quiet. So quiet. And peaceful. Crew problems solved. No more insubordination from my second. No more fourth rate food from the cook. No more insane rants from the engineer. Oh, sure, they started screaming af...
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I'm All You Need
Money exchanged. Portions divided. Running home. Can wait no longer. Must get fix. Heart racing. Mind soaring. Happy again. No more disappointments, No more tears. All problems solved. Falling, Stumbling, Affect wearing off, Coming down, Need m...
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Sorry, I Have a Heart.
Dearest Lily, I’m writing this to you to express my greatest regrets. Obviously, I’ve been taking advantage of our friendship. I was under the impression that friendship meant someone to confide in, someone to share secrets and the turmoils...
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Emergency Resource Only
Kara threaded her way through the early morning commuters, dodging kids, and avoiding the hard-faced men that made up the life blood of the city. She had made the decision to seek help last night and there was only one person that she could turn to now...
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A Treatise on the Current State of World Affairs; or, Pessimism.
My brother Matt was monologging again. I really hated it when he shot himself up with LSD (cut with God knows what else, it might have been weed killer for all we knew) and got “enlightened”. Another reminder of why I hated San Francisco. &...
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Chopper Babe Work Around
With a growing sense of practice that disturbed eve her, Marisa scanned the horizon then made a perimeter search around the old gas station. A jackrabbit skitted off into the bushes as she rounded the back but little else broke up the monotony of deser...
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Cold
The boy pressed his face against the glass and watched the snowflakes; blowing in the wind. “Yes, I know Jim is back in town… Yes, I know he just got parole today… I know he’s still got a grudge against Andrew, but… Yes...
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Chopper Babe Loses Hog
The Tucson sun dropped beneath a vista of spiny cacti and craggy rocks when Marisa reached the base of Mount Lemmon. The Harley carried her many miles down the Catalina highway, but the fuel gauge still read a white bar or two. She gazed up at the remo...