This story is based on the prompt, "Blood," by @miniature-tiger Last Smile: A fiftyword story on the theme "Blood"
Pink flesh was peaking out, a flower almost. From its nucleus rose broken bones. Thrashed like an airplane crashed, slowly dying in dark, his mouth full of his own penis-blood. The girl across him illuminated
This story is based on the prompt, "science fiction," by @miniature-tiger. I'm not a sci-fi writer, I try to be a poet at best still I was tempted to write this one. Hope you like it.
The Geno-Earth has been deactivated. Now it's raining melted silicon. The programmed silicon sheet that cloaked our city and produced the sky-view of New York. We thought we were New York. For the first
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