Stories tagged “spider”
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Eight Legs, One Demand
“Humans! This is your only warning. We, the Arachnid Nation, declare our sovereignty and will to be given the respect we deserve!” The spider said, it’s multifaceted eyes sparkling. It’s visage was being displayed in a secret ro...
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Outrage!
“Evacuate Earth? That’s absurd! Where would we go?” “I hear Mars is nice this time of year.” The giant spider replied, then the screen went black. Chaos erupted around the table, everyone speaking at once: “What are ...
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Mistress P
Even though spiders always held a silky place in Phyllis’ heart, their teachings never really made sense – or for that matter entered into her conciousness – until her divorce. He was a heavy drinker, Rum mostly – the golden wif...
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Childish Crush
Rick felt immensely ridiculous as he walked to Mckenzie’s front door, her umbrella grasped in his sweaty palms. Suddenly remembering he forgot to look in the mirror, he smoothed his hair back in a manner he thought suave. His index finger hesitat...
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Spider on the Window
I awoke on a cold-metal table. There were others standing around me, though I couldn’t make out their features from behind the device that pinned me to the table like a squashed fly. When I realized I was immobile, I panicked, screamed, tried to ...
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Of Umbrellas, Spiders, and Dark Times
“I’m going to catch the Spider, James.” Elizabeth called from our bedroom. She was referring to the city’s most used means of transportation, one that the public was assured was as safe as the zepplins that dotted the sky. I had...
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Guardian Angel
She’s tied Where she would’ve died Wide eyed But I reside beside her Hung hidden I am a black widow spider Climbing on her shoulder Her protector Making sure she grows older I am an evil soul collector My bite breaches the killer’s s...
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Let's Read
Click Click Click Words were drawn to my screen from a distant source. Held there, signaling for my attention. I the spider, considering my next juicy morsel. Would I find a poem? A risqué tale about two lovers? A zombie holocaust? Or kids on a swing?...
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Tapping Tears
The spider splat From her eye contact Wrapped in attachment, Dispatching tears tapping, Imbedding her like webbing Her inners Are unsettling Never forgetting How she’s letting It consume all of the good inside As if that spider had spiked her dri...
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Seven
Creep and skitter, weave my web, decieve, entrance, capture. The three eyes peering from the gloom, the rush of pain and the sound of it all melting away. Trapper and trickster, betrayer and entangler, plotter and schemer. Arachnid, trinocular and para...
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Little Miss Muffet
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet eating her porridge and way. Along came a spider who sat down beside her, and frightened Miss Muffet away. Little Miss Muffet, enraged from her fright, pulled out her six-inch blade. “Fuck You Spider, and all ...