Archive for December, 2008

Mitchell Maddox

Mitchell MaddoxAt the end of my days, I found
that I loved my dearest
enemies. At least I knew them,
even if it was to
despise them. But the new world is
so different, so strange. So
my old adversaries became
my last compatriots.

Yancy Melbourne

Yancy MelbourneI stumbled through the
world of light, shrouded in darkness. But
now that I’m buried
in the dark, I see nothing but light.
Surrounding, filling,
connecting us all. I wish I’d had
an inkling. Perhaps
I wouldn’t have been so terrified.

Vidal Adolphus

Vidal AdolphusAfter long days in
the lab, making cultures, splitting
cells, cross-breeding strains,
we’d often decamp to Mendel’s,
to drink and argue
and flirt and fight. Sometime, after
a few too many
rye whiskies, I’d imagine a
Great Geneticist
looking down on us, pairing us
up to see what our
DNA would yield, culling dead-
ends, optimizing,
improving, diversifying,
strengthening. It’s the
chief goal of life to make more life.

Mac Littleton

Mac LittletonDo not fear,
enemies of the Lord, when your time
comes. He is
not a God of vengeance. And He knows,
as I do,
that when you come to join us, your way
will be made
open by those you loved, those who came
before you.
They are here now, whispering in His
ear. Like I
whisper in yours. Do not fear. You are
loved. You are
saved. This is the Kingdom of Heaven

Denice Fulton

Denice FultonI went to church every
week. Sometimes twice a week.
And I marveled at why
others didn’t. It was
so beautiful and so
serene. Majestic. It
didn’t matter which church,
synagogue, temple, mosque.
I loved them all. Such joy
was there for all, for free!

Joseph Dawn

Joseph DawnI loved my wife, but I
cheated on her
constantly. Every job
I had, there’d be
an office lover. The
business trip trysts.
Secret lunchtime meetings.
The last time, it
was behind a line of
bushes down the
block from the office. As
we finished, a
police car stopped in front
of us. She ran
away and left me to
fend for myself.
I didn’t even know
there was a pre-
school across the street. They
didn’t believe
my story, and since the
woman wouldn’t
help me, I looked like a
liar and a
pedophile. And I
knew that my wife
would take that easier
than my cheating.
I confessed, went to jail.
But my wife stayed
with me. And when I got
out, I never
strayed again. I thought of
it constantly,
but I didn’t acted
on it. Never.

Noreene Andersen

Noreene AndersenI had sight. I didn’t want
it. I tried to hide from it, turn
it off, block it out. But I
saw. I saw when people lied. When
they cheated, when they had fooled
even themselves. I could still see.
And I had to say what I
saw. The most transparent lies were
my own. So I was hated
and shunned. For being honest. The
truth is I loved you all, and
I’m sorry I couldn’t keep from
telling you what you didn’t
want to hear. I envied your peace.

Idris Earle

Idris EarleI was an ardent
Democrat, and backed
the ticket, fought for
it. But I broke with
my liberal friends
on one issue that
perplexed them. I would
not back down on funds
for exploring space.
I know the money
could have been used for
education, to
fight poverty, to
ease suffering. And
I know there was waste
that stuffed the pockets
of oligarchs and
scammers and weapons
dealers. But it is
a fact that we held –
you still hold – power
to destroy all life
on this planet. And
those kinds of genies
never go home to
their bottle. So it
is imperative
that we send people
to other planets.
To ensure that our
species survives. My
time has passed, and so
has my danger. But
make time for yourselves,
and for your children,
on Earth or elsewhere.

Arnold Edson

Arnold EdsonAfter eighty years, this
world was nothing I
could recognize. We might
have been colonized
by Martians; that’s how strange
these people, these so-
called children of mine, have
become. I could not
understand how they lived
the way they did, thought
the way they thought. Maybe
I had become the
alien. Either way,
I was ready to
go. I was ready four
years before I went

Hugo Bryton

Hugo BrytonI wanted, and
I needed, so I prayed
to God. But God
didn’t care. I fell ill
and cursed God. He
still didn’t care. Then I
found love, and thought
I’d make my peace with God.
Again, silence.
So I forgot about God,
and in doing
so, I think I may have
found him. I’m not
sure. But that’s fine with me.

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