Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…

d’Verse prosery "Captain, we're exiting hyperdrive just outside of the Milky Way! I'll patch us through to Grand Lord… Wait… Where…" "Where are we, Lieutenant Mark? There's nothing here but an asteroid field. Check your coordinates!" "Yes, Sir! Let's see… 71.5 by 199.5 degrees… I... don't understand it, Sir. The galaxy should be just… Oh,… Continue reading Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…

And, shall we say… proclivities

d’Verse prosery "Ezekiel, we've assigned eight of our best to the transport, and the prisoner will be securely restrained and blindfolded. They've been briefed on Elijah's history and, shall we say... proclivities. We've ordered them to keep their distance. So, if all do their duty, they need not fear harm. Nobody could possibly escape those… Continue reading And, shall we say… proclivities

“We may have found our guy, Yevgenia.”

d’Verse prosery “Coffee, Dear?” “That would be great, Darling. Cream please.” “Yes, Dear. So, what’s on your mind this morning?” Thoughtfully, Mr. Li stirred his dark poison and raised it to his lips. “We may have a lead, Yevgenia.” “That’s wonderful, Yìchén! Now Mr. Wang will definitely give you that promotion!” “Well, we’re not certain… Continue reading “We may have found our guy, Yevgenia.”

Split decisions

d’Verse prosery “I never thought I’d see you again, Meir. Bissel1 of a schlep2 from LA.” “Tateh’s3 dying, Elisha.” “So?” “He asked me to come, Bruder4. He wants to see you.” “Takeh5? Just like that? Gut6, I’ll get Charlotte and the kinder7 – I’m sure he wants to…” “No, Elisha. Just you.” “They’re his grandchildren,… Continue reading Split decisions

Möbius trap

d’Verse prosery … or end… noting the door at the far side of the… do she wondered? Those damned traps are… gingerly, she padded towards the glowing… this a clue? Cringing, she raised her hand towards the metal and traced… so crucial to finding the way is this… there is… … no beginning or end…… Continue reading Möbius trap

Unearthly, distant heart

d'Verse prosery Where are we? Where are our limbs? Our muscles? Our intestines? Our genitals? Our brains? Nothing remains but gore. What has become of us? Our mutilated torsos are not here, nor are our faces. Only mouths are... We? Who sings? The distant heart, which safely exists in the centre of all things. It… Continue reading Unearthly, distant heart

Worse than the disease

A d’Verse prosery prompt If you are a dreamer, come in, come in. That’s right, Dear, just hang your rainbow up over there on the moose and make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a jiffy; I’ve just put the aquarium on – would you fancy some beer or artichoke juice? Do you take… Continue reading Worse than the disease

Possibility

I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being, which is precisely why I cannot call myself an atheist. It is why I occasionally recite the appropriate Jewish blessings before eating and am jealous of those who believe in supernatural forces that imbue their lives with purpose. It… Continue reading Possibility