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by FordBenjamin
Tue Sep 24, 2019 4:25 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: ParaSight
Replies: 1
Views: 86

ParaSight

Mama can’t see my wiggles. They look like tiny microscopic snakes swimming in my field of vision. I tried to tell her once, but she couldn’t quite understand me. Or perhaps, she just didn’t want to. I’ve tried to convey how difficult it is to focus on anything at all with these parasites infecting m...
by FordBenjamin
Tue Sep 03, 2019 4:57 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Last Night
Replies: 5
Views: 409

Re: Last Night

Thanks for passing this along, Zimmerman. Great job on the artwork and it's a real thrill to have you bring the Drabble to life for everyone. Thank you again, this made my day.
by FordBenjamin
Wed Jul 31, 2019 8:07 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Painting Petals
Replies: 0
Views: 187

Painting Petals

I haven’t seen where the flower blooms. I keep my eyes closed on the days in between. I'll never cross the distance to visit the specters in their entirety. Behind my eye, another prick of pain as a single drop of blood flushes from my eyelid. On the first day of every month, another prick drips awa...
by FordBenjamin
Fri May 31, 2019 9:56 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: The New Age Feast
Replies: 2
Views: 277

The New Age Feast

“Family is everything.” Carissa said to me with a sympathetic smile. She knew this was harder for me than her. The calendar turned and the new age was upon us. Our oldest son lit the candles before he assumed his seat next to mine at the table. Carissa looked my way waiting. I began, “Thank you, Mic...
by FordBenjamin
Mon Apr 22, 2019 4:56 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Missing Memories
Replies: 1
Views: 220

Missing Memories

I once had a creative mind. I was called a… I can’t remember. But then came the needles, and clamps, and the hot stabbing pains into my face. No, not my face – my headafore? That word doesn’t sound right. Forebrain? I remember bright lights and a woman in a mask. Was she a doctor? The man in the sui...
by FordBenjamin
Mon Apr 01, 2019 9:55 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Copperheads
Replies: 0
Views: 370

Copperheads

The hair on my arm looked like copper wire as the static from the compression chamber hissed the arrival of another inspector. I peered back at the massive pairs of eyes and the subtle eager scissoring of its pincers. It looked over me with no emotion before moving to the next specimen. My body was ...
by FordBenjamin
Mon Apr 01, 2019 9:38 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Last Night
Replies: 5
Views: 409

Re: Last Night

Be my guest. Can't wait to see your representation.
by FordBenjamin
Mon Mar 18, 2019 8:38 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Last Night
Replies: 5
Views: 409

Last Night

I drove her home and put the car into park as she came in for a kiss. My hand gently pressed to her shoulder slowing the advance. I leaned my head down in the driver’s seat and unlocked the thin hasp just beneath my hairline. Her eyes widened as I slipped off my mask; human dimensions replaced by cr...
by FordBenjamin
Mon Mar 18, 2019 8:32 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Sara
Replies: 6
Views: 646

Re: Sara

Thank you, Monsieur.
by FordBenjamin
Fri Mar 01, 2019 4:16 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Sara
Replies: 6
Views: 646

Sara

My daughter held my hand as we walked Down Mitchell Avenue. Her tiny fingernails dug carelessly into my palm. “Are you ok, darling?” “Yes. I’m just thinking” “About what?” “I feel sorry for the people who have to walk on that side of the street.” She pointed to the east side of the Avenue. “Why?” “B...
by FordBenjamin
Fri Feb 15, 2019 3:49 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: Strange Fruit
Replies: 0
Views: 453

Strange Fruit

My mundane job as a grocery store deliveryman gives me too much time to think. Too much time to consider the gravity of my and other’s mortality. Always gripped by the sensations of terror and horror, I fixate on the dark corners of the ether I see each day while delivering fresh produce to wealthy ...
by FordBenjamin
Fri Feb 15, 2019 3:47 pm
Forum: Drabbles
Topic: The Weight
Replies: 0
Views: 407

The Weight

The fox knows when I’m stepping lightly through the forest. Unseen owl eyes focus on me from the high branches of the pines. My muscles weaken under the weight of my trophy; heavy and burdensome on my back from the long hike inward. Needles scratch my arms as I struggle through a thicket, on my way ...