Monthly Archives: July 2007

Lake by Josh Hechinger

Eyes On The Prize

Chester ignored the stupid sign. He was a twitcher, and twitchers knew not the meaning of fear. The air was frosty and sharp around the little lake. It had rained that morning, and the grass was sodden and cold now, at dusk. Perfect time for

Lake by Josh Hechinger

A Figure In The Water

That flash of white over by the trees. They wouldn’t be able to see Buddy out here. The house was far enough away that his small frame would have become invisible in this early light. The air was heavy with water, weighing down his clothes

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The Weight Of Water.

Whatever it was she wanted to tell him couldn’t be told over the phone.  She wanted them to meet at the pier.  She was twenty minutes late. The water rippled its grey mass back and forth, the soft sound of it hitting the pier formed

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Jericho Wept

Jericho sits on the bench and looks out to sea. If he feels the cold, damp wood against his ass, you couldn’t tell… If he tastes the sharp tang of salt spray on the air, you wouldn’t know. Sitting in slumped silence, he can hear

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Chartsengrafs

Trevor always said he didn’t believe in luck. Good things don’t happen because fate decrees them, they happen because you work hard to make them happen. Because you believe in yourself, and your own ability to succeed. He regularly quoted Theodore Herzl to anyone within

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Mind Like Water

He was going to give rebirth to the world, and all they needed was one lousy little memory. Years, long and tortuous, was what it took to find him. He’d hid himself well from their sensors and drones and radar sweeps. He was incredibly old,