Category: Story

The Last Time We Visited Aldera Dune

      The Last Time We Visited Aldera Dune by Teri Skultety, copyright 2018, all rights reserved The last time we visited Aldera Dune, it was to watch the world die. The moons of Rionnata glowed with radiation in the distance. One purple, one iridescent green, one […]

I Couldn’t Resist

Fiction.     I couldn’t resist. It had been too long without seeing him. Too many nights of pacing, wondering. And so there I was again, sitting in our booth, waiting, hoping. Tempted by the twinkling neon as it beckoned and blinked, Always Open…Always Open… The Starlight Deluxe…because […]

Rum Cherry Coke Cigarettes.

I finally caught her. Her feet were stuck to the floor, congealed and mired in honey. A sugar-coated, saccharin glue trap of fawning and people pleasing that felt like it might be the end of me and I thought… There’s got to be a way to get away […]

Roll Me Away.

  Roll Me Away We took to the road. The expanse of blacktop stretched out before us into the sparkling effervescenceย that we dared to think was the night sky back-lit with stars but was really a sideways look at a glass of Alka-Seltzer on the nightstand before we […]

Muse.

To speak of The Muse is to speak of The Ethereal, The Inspired. The walls shook with the sound of cascading thunder, the windows vibrating in their frames. In a burst of light, the panes became liquid beneath my finger tips, I watched the circles fan away from […]

Lady Liberty at the Party.

Lady Liberty at The Party So I get dressed, put on my make-up, straight seams on the stockings because I’m old enough, I know how to do this. Get carded at the liquor store on the way, which at this point means the cashier is either way younger […]

Scorpio Moon.

ย  Scorpio Moon She held her skirt up like she was about to curtsy, trying to keep the edges of it from getting muddy. The tall grass scraped her legs. It swished and snapped under their feet like dry waves. He tilted his head back, howled, chugged at […]

Love Letters.

  The wanting of words let loose, wrapped around and back again, trailing into one another, not poetry but poetically realistic, to say, my toes are cold, I want to wear your socks, lay down next to you, feel your palm cool against this fever. Agony, wanting to […]

Honeysuckle.

ย  Wakingโ€ฆ May 10, 1994 The sweet smell of honeysuckle rested on an evening breeze outside the open window. Looking down the driveway to the street, in the dim glow of the footlights, I could almost see it. There was something dangerously familiar about it all. My head […]

Autumnal Equinox.

The City, the weather turning now. The Harvest Moons rising high against the edge of the water. Boats rocking against the piers. Tankers and cargo ships anchored in the bay, the waves pushing against the locks. Giant glowing balloons beckoning the bounty of Autumn shorn from the surface […]

STONE

I lay awake trying to remember a time when I did not feel as though there was something out there, beyond the mist. Beyond the edge. Beyond the things I said. Something in every moment I held back from. If I had not shown some restraint, I donโ€™t […]

The Scream.

I want to scream. I can feel it wound up tight in my chest like a spring, set to snap with one more twist and I keep twisting. It doesnโ€™t cut loose. It just winds around again, pushing harder on my breast bone. What does that say about […]