"We perform autopsies to kill ghosts” said the forensic pathologist to her apprentice during the last night of his training, and it was the first non-technical observation he had ever heard from her.

"We perform autopsies to kill ghosts” said the forensic pathologist to her apprentice during the last night of his training, and it was the first non-technical observation he had ever heard from her.
"The iron-red night rain was kind to nothing, least of all my long-distance surveillance drones. I was burning favors by the second piggybacking on other people's surveillance feeds." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
#AdversarialMetanoia #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction posted during September.
"He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko. He's not seeing a red stripe on a black background: everything is cracking and the blood-red fire behind is rising in hunger and hate."
"The Witch of the Future was the company psychologist. She had access to every sensor in your office, under your mattress, below your skin." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"It was with conflicted feelings that I watched Aunt Julia pick and eat the last scone. Up to that moment our conversation had been social, mostly mostly on intel regarding changes or lack of in the penelopean tapestry..." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"A talking casket was cringe, a touring crypt an oxymoron, and living with your father on an RV so old it could still run on gas was a circle Dante had been too appalled to mention. That had been Jane's life since her tenth birthday." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"A talking casket was cringe, a touring crypt an oxymoron, and living with your father on an RV so old it could still run on gas was a circle Dante had been too appalled to mention. That had been Jane's life since her tenth birthday." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"A talking casket was cringe, a touring crypt an oxymoron, and living with your father on an RV so old it could still run on gas was a circle Dante had been too appalled to mention. That had been Jane's life since her tenth birthday." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"A talking casket was cringe, a touring crypt an oxymoron, and living with your father on an RV so old it could still run on gas was a circle Dante had been too appalled to mention. That had been Jane's life since her tenth birthday." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"A talking casket was cringe, a touring crypt an oxymoron, and living with your father on an RV so old it could still run on gas was a circle Dante had been too appalled to mention. That had been Jane's life since her tenth birthday." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko. He's not seeing a red stripe on a black background: everything is cracking and the blood-red fire behind is rising in hunger and hate." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko. He's not seeing a red stripe on a black background: everything is cracking and the blood-red fire behind is rising in hunger and hate." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko. He's not seeing a red stripe on a black background: everything is cracking and the blood-red fire behind is rising in hunger and hate." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia
"He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko. He's not seeing a red stripe on a black background: everything is cracking and the blood-red fire behind is rising in hunger and hate." #ShortFiction #ScienceFiction #AdversarialMetanoia