Author Archives: jenicek

A time to move

The origami thrush flew into the monorail cabin, landed on Maxi’s shoulder and whispered, “Do not return to your apartment.” She snatched it, set in on fire with her steel lighter, a gift from a lover whose name she no … Continue reading

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On The Crown

The wind was insistent at the bronze crown of the Wandering Woman. This was not unusual, it was the highest point above the Arrondissement. Monsieur L’Horloge drew his greatcoat tighter as he watched a flock of Psychopomps fly by, their … Continue reading

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Kaffe and Cake

The crowds on the Rue de l’artisanat moved with a purposeful grace. To anyone on the street, it seemed chaotic, an endless series of near collisions with a generous portion of shouting. However, if you watched it from above, it … Continue reading

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Drinks

Pale blue smoke swayed around the ankles and tentacles of the café’s patrons. The ceiling was schmeared with stars that drifted languidly, illuminating parts of the room and leaving other sections in dusk. A chanteuse sang a sad song as … Continue reading

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An Appointment

The cabbie’s head was a swarm of fireflies and it swayed as he turned to the left. His plethora of eyes insured that he never had an accident. Today had started with clear day rich purple skies, but green clouds … Continue reading

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Task

“What are you doing?” he asked. She scooped up a handful of sand and placed it in the battered bucket next to her. “Cleaning things up,” she replied. He looked around them, there was nothing but sand as far as … Continue reading

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Lost Justice

Standing upon a pile of broken stone and steel, Over Might looked down at his foe, who lay supine at his booted feet. Finally it was over, the years of battling had grudgingly yielded victory. The hero might now know … Continue reading

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