by Avery White | Jan 18, 2016 | Stories
There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable. ~Mark Twain My name is Vincent, and I am seven years old. I’m small for my age. My mom put the chocolate cake on the counter, just out of my reach… She had picked me up from the...
by Avery White | Jan 4, 2016 | Stories
This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series The Daily Drudgery of Malcolm Glass“Has the sixth transport finished moving?” “No sir. It’s still out there.” Malcolm picked up the communicator. “Transport 6, you’ve got a few thousand...
by Avery White | Dec 28, 2015 | Stories
This entry is part 3 of 4 in the series The Daily Drudgery of Malcolm Glass“Was anyone hurt?” “No. Everyone was still behind Charlie when we got the faults. We’re OK.” Malcolm exhaled heavily. “Alright. I just told Stephen to run...
by Avery White | Dec 21, 2015 | Stories
This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series The Daily Drudgery of Malcolm GlassMalcolm walked over to one of the monitors in the central control room and watched a video loop of the predicted storm pattern. 7200 people. That’s a lot. The number bounced around in his...
by Avery White | Dec 7, 2015 | Stories
This entry is part 1 of 4 in the series The Daily Drudgery of Malcolm GlassSunday, 1723 “Hello?” Malcolm Glass answered his communicator. “Malcolm? We need you at the station. It’s going to be a rough few days,” the voice on the other...
by Avery White | Nov 8, 2015 | Stories
Speak I figured I couldn’t run a website that had so much to do with slam poetry without actually having slam poetry. At least…not for very long 🙂 This is a piece dedicated to the idea that everyone has something worth sharing. Enjoy...
