SAP's published ficlets

  • the sound of silence

    She walked into the kitchen and stared at me, arms crossed in that pose I know so well as _oh I am so pissed at you right now…

  • training for the future

    She peered into the huge coruscating orb before her with a worried look before she turned to me. “I can’t do this, Uncle Pete…

  • wedding jitters on the job

    The radio crackled again. “Are you sure that you want to do this?”

    I sighed. “Look, can we talk about this later?”

    “I’m jus…

  • family reunion Inspired by a photo

    He was late again. With a small flourish, he sat himself down in the chair opposite from me.

    I said nothing while he placed…

  • late night bruise

    I open the door, and she says, “I’m sorry.”

    She’s been crying again. She is wearing sweats and an old softball jersey, as we…

  • left behind Inspired by a photo

    This was always her favorite spot to visit. My friends always thought she was a bit odd; most girls I knew liked to visit rom…

  • red roses Inspired by a photo

    The roses never looked redder than they did now. Even though I have killed more plant life than pollution, these roses seemed…

  • olympian exile Inspired by a photo

    “Do you ever think about our having children again?”

    A puzzled look crept over my face as I cast a sidelong glance at her. I…

  • stuck at the airport Inspired by a photo

    The walls shimmered in and out of reality as I moved along the walkway. People blinked in and out of existence around me. I c…

  • waiting for the stagecoach Inspired by a photo

    If there’s one good thing to say about duty on this insignificant little dirtball, it’s this: these humans sure know how to f…

  • walking the dragon Inspired by a photo

    I threw the stick high into the air, aiming for the large open field, hoping Spot wouldn’t knock over any more trees. Spot ha…

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