Lift The Perfume

Lift the perfume, dust, put it back down.Lift the box, dust, put it back down.Lift the moisturizer, see her initials, freeze.JS.Just last week she was teasing me about cleaning our bedroom.Well, my bedroom now.Since the accident.Not an accident, a stupid drunk drove into the side of the car.The violent end replays in my mind.My room is silent now. No more laughing. No more cuddling. No more urging me to clean up.Just an alone silence. An empty room.I put down the moisturizer.Lift another perfume, dust, put it back down.

From Guest Contributor Rodney Goodall

On A Rainy Day

Twenty years of door keeping had taught me not to be late to work. I started early on a rainy day. Just round the corner, I saw this puppy wet to the bone. I took him home, dried, fed, cuddled and put him in cozy box. I rushed to my work a good thirty minutes late. The big man called me in, fired me from service. I went back home.

Honest loving pair of eyes greeted me with joy. Twenty minutes care had raked such love in him, I felt, my twenty years of service just went down the drain.

From Guest Contributor Thriveni C. Mysore

Final Contact

First contact with an alien life form came in 2015 when the pods landed. They entered the Earth's atmosphere across the planet. They landed in empty fields and busy streets. They filled the oceans and eventually washed up on shore.

The creatures that emerged were soft, benign-looking, and responded well to cuddling. It wasn't long before every child on the planet wanted one for their very own. Supplies were limited at first, but the pods kept coming, and eventually the fad became outdated.

The creatures took three years to mature. Once they started breeding, the enslavement of the human race began.