Hell after Hell, a Nightclub story

The minutes had grown to weeks that day, just another pile-driver to the head as I got yelled at a fourth time, this time for writing the wrong finding on a monitoring sheet. How was I, an amateur, supposed to know she had a rare heart disease!? (Through the admitting sheet, maybe.) We chatted it … Continue reading Hell after Hell, a Nightclub story

Machinations

Ashen clouds created vaults of the upper atmosphere in transcendence. They came from a plateau of industry just below. Presumably, the people of the gilded age were busy making a world from scratch, generating the heavens from soil and it whirred, it whistled from an impound of pressure until the machine came raining down upon … Continue reading Machinations