Strait Jacket Child's published ficlets

  • Writers Block

    I don’t really feel that good tonight.
    Something inside isn’t quite right.
    I’m feeling depressed
    stories suppressed.
    No w…

  • Awesome Inspired by text

    Angel wings, and Demon tails
    White hot stars, and Dragon scales
    Epitome of Mystery.
    Shining glittering memory
    Open meaning gl…

  • The Tank II (AP 7091) Inspired by text

    After what felt like an eternity the lid of the tank was thrown open and rays of light pierced the goo. Arms grasped her dead…

  • The Tank I (AP 7091) Inspired by text

    Blind, deaf, numb, disoriented, claustrophobic. The tank made the experiment all of these things. She tried to shift but the …

  • The Maze III (AP 7091) Inspired by text

    She closed her eyes and tried to blot out the pain in her feet and arms running again into the maze. The walls had retracted …

  • The Maze II (AP7091) Inspired by text

    it started to rain. the water made the floor hiss. The water was cold and the drops felt like needles on her skin, the worst,...

  • The Maze I (AP 7091) Inspired by text

    The white-coat dragged her down the hallway. He shoved her into a small closet-sized room, one that was all too familiar to h…

  • I Don't Care.

    Sometimes you start to tunnel into dispair.
    My advice is throw up your hands
    Look into the cold night air.
    stare at the mo…

  • What is it you want from me? [poem]

    What is it you want from me?
    What do I have to do?
    I just want a simple comment
    Say it sucks if you have to.

    I don’t want mu…

  • AP 7091 Inspired by text

    Experiment AP 7091: everything she knew she had learned from the white-coats. She knew that words like “Fuck” and “Shit” were…

  • The Roommates. Inspired by text

    There were ten of them in the room, the crates stacked one on top of the other in a closet sized space, directly below her wa…

  • An experiment's introduction.

    She was a thin figure in an outfit of a stained white tank-top and blue pants that were two sizes too big. She was doing what…

  • Please, don't exist....

    The Faces, I tell myself they’re nothing, I say they don’t exist. I know they do. They talk to me, horrid whispers. I keep te…

  • Who Are the McArthurs? Inspired by text

    Alisa knocked on the door of the small house. A man who looked in his early fortys opened the door and stuck his head out. “W…

  • Alright, let's see where this goes.... Inspired by text

    “D-did you say it was your Daughter who was missing?” Alisa asked, her voice taught.
    The Woman looked down at her angrily. “Y…

  • Wait, What? Inspired by text

    “Alright Alisa, one last time, what did you see.”
    Alisa sighed and told it again. “I heard the scream and didn’t see anything…

  • Pa Pa, Pa pa! Inspired by text

    The screen door flew open as Alisa burst through. “Pa Pa! Pa Pa!” she called. Her brother looked up at her, annoyance in his …

  • A ribbon and blood. Inspired by text

    Alisa shot up and out looking around, as far as she could see the tall grass was undisturbed, the gray landscape untouched. S…

  • Conversation with Self and Clyde. Inspired by text

    Why are you even doing this?

    What?

    Writing, you know you can’t write

    I-i-i know.., but it’s something to do.

    _That’s …

  • Fire Breather Inspired by a photo

    Flames of rubies and gold
    Ignited in some hidden furnace
    Red, yellow, orange, blue, white
    Engulfing everything it touches

    B…

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