The Tennessee Valley flowed down to the Pacific Ocean, just north of the Golden Gate Bridge and the restless city at its southern anchorage. The landscape was very old, he could sense that without even looking it up. He did anyway.
“Sedimentary rocks from the Mesozoic”, the US Geological Survey site said. That meant that these [...]
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Pocket of Time
Metered professionals
The blue van with the official markings of the city pulled up and parked. Two people climbed out, clad in the blue uniform of the municipal parking enforcement agency. They walked over to the nearest parking meter and attached a strange looking canister to it. One person was working, the other seemed to be observing…
And [...]
Waste is life
When is something repulsive something more?
A turd, a poop, a big no. 2, solid bodily waste, droppings, feces, manure. Presumably of canine origin. And just where I wanted to lie down in the grass to catch some rays.
As Mary Douglas once famously stated, “Waste is matter out of place.”
That’s what the droppings in the picture [...]
One down
This is a little piece of fiction I just wrote for Nixy Valentine’s Writing Adventure Group. I was going to follow the guidelines, honest, but once I started things just flowed and this was the result.
The assignment for this WAG was to observe someone, imagine their background, and come up with a secret for them. [...]