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Skincrawl Horror
[First place winner of the Synapse Storytelling Contest Fiction category.] I knew something was off when I woke up. I lay staring at the ceiling, listening to the sound of my breath.
Buddha's Sidewalk
Kaleidoscopic luminosity, urban serenity, and vivid imagery –– these are the essential qualities exuded by this meta-illustrative, and regenerative, portrayal...
Code Stroke
The patient is rushed into the ED Nurses crowd around Raise a leg Raise an arm More doctors surround Ask...
Second Day
January 13, 2021 One of these days I'll turn the right way when I exit the stairwell. I'll confidently walk...
Functional Depressive
How are you? I Inhale. And I’m quickly reminded that this was first real breath I’ve taken all day How...
elpis
fleetingly she glimpsed by --- a backyard hummingbird fluttering, feeding her hatchlings: spiny, naked little things, blind and squirmy, perilously...
The Healing Dream
It is morning; it is spring. And in the dew, the mountains woo. Distantly heard, the roosters crow; and past...
Reverence
There are moments where you will find No past Or present Or future. Only eternity; An instant that stretches on...
Enjoy The Little Things
[Third place winner of the Synapse Storytelling Contest photography category.] One afternoon, while I was taking a walk in the...
Shelter-In-Place Syndrome
I am keeping a prisoner; This breath I took two weeks ago; I refuse to let it leave; It paces...