Heart of Glass : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 17 | Flash! Friday

Heart of Glass A city is just a desert. Sand everywhere, transformed by furnace and chemicals into the spires of glass, transparent walls of opulence and gluttonous coffee-shop excess. I run through the dunes, a blurred shape against the glass malls and lights. The city also has an absence of intelligent life. The passer-by assuming …

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Dice Man : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 17 | Flash! Friday

Dice Man How do you fix a blunder of global proportions? Life was good. Fine wine and dry shelter. Camaraderie so great that we would happily die for each other. Now I sit and roll the dice in my palms pitted with callouses and scars – wounds inflicted by others, and shamefully, by myself. I …