Pete considered himself an amateur marine biologist. By day he worked at Kinko’s, by night he devoured book after book on aquatic life. One evening, he stumbled across an article describing the remarkable intelligence of squid.
They found him in his room, muttering senselessly, driven mad by thoughts of millions of cephalopods growing relentlessly smarter.
By Lisa Parris
Wednesday 31 December 2008
What did you get for Christmas?
‘What did your mom send?’ she asked.
He grinned, pulling the sweater over his head.
‘It's too big!’ she laughed. ‘Your fingers barely poke out of the sleeves.’
He laughed, too.
After she left, alone with the night he snuggled into the warm wool, losing himself to memories of the long ago feeling of smallness.
By Lisa Parris
He grinned, pulling the sweater over his head.
‘It's too big!’ she laughed. ‘Your fingers barely poke out of the sleeves.’
He laughed, too.
After she left, alone with the night he snuggled into the warm wool, losing himself to memories of the long ago feeling of smallness.
By Lisa Parris
A New Boss for the Museum
The new museum director stomped into the collections department.
‘Here's the problem,’ she said, tapping a sharply filed nail on a label. ‘These Latin names are intentionally obscure! Ornithorhynchus anatinus? Haliaeetus albicilla? It’s boring, elitist., esoteric bullshit!
‘Fix it,’ she barked, and marched from the room.
‘Canis familiaris,’ mumbled a curator.
‘Nephelopsis obscura,’ muttered another.
By Lisa Parris
‘Here's the problem,’ she said, tapping a sharply filed nail on a label. ‘These Latin names are intentionally obscure! Ornithorhynchus anatinus? Haliaeetus albicilla? It’s boring, elitist., esoteric bullshit!
‘Fix it,’ she barked, and marched from the room.
‘Canis familiaris,’ mumbled a curator.
‘Nephelopsis obscura,’ muttered another.
By Lisa Parris
The Architecture of Family
‘I saw the most amazing thing today!’ she said. ‘On my way home, I drove past this old barn. It was just sitting there; all dilapidated, teetering on the verge of collapse, like some sprawling creature drunk on nostalgia.
‘Wow’, he said. ‘That is amazing’
She nodded.
‘You found a barn just like your mother.’
By Lisa Parris
‘Wow’, he said. ‘That is amazing’
She nodded.
‘You found a barn just like your mother.’
By Lisa Parris
An Octo-party
One thousand leagues under the sea, the octopus chef was busily baking the holiday octo-pies in preparation for the evening’s festivities. They emerged steaming from the oven, golden crusty overflowing with mouth watering krill.
The party was a swimming success. Strictly A-list.
Sharks, uninvited, cruised the perimeter, waiting for bits of crust to float past.
By Lisa Parris
The party was a swimming success. Strictly A-list.
Sharks, uninvited, cruised the perimeter, waiting for bits of crust to float past.
By Lisa Parris
Time is Running Out
He wasn’t sure what was coming; whether the world was approaching a clash of religious ideologies or a military collision between superpowers. All he knew was the oil was running out.
With that knowledge, the world looked fragile. He could feel something on the horizon… a correction. The whole of everything was about to collapse.
With that knowledge, the world looked fragile. He could feel something on the horizon… a correction. The whole of everything was about to collapse.
Time is Running Out
He wasn’t sure what was coming; whether the world was approaching a clash of religious ideologies or a military collision between superpowers. All he knew was the oil was running out.
With that knowledge, the world looked fragile. He could feel something on the horizon… a correction. The whole of everything was about to collapse.
With that knowledge, the world looked fragile. He could feel something on the horizon… a correction. The whole of everything was about to collapse.
Part of That World
Two fish swam in the sunny end of their pool, looking at the surface.
"I wonder when the human will return," said Koi.
"I wish I was human," murmured Angelfish. "Then I’d have an endless supply of fish pellets."
Koi shook his head. "Not me. I see their world full of ripples. No, thanks! "
"I wonder when the human will return," said Koi.
"I wish I was human," murmured Angelfish. "Then I’d have an endless supply of fish pellets."
Koi shook his head. "Not me. I see their world full of ripples. No, thanks! "
The Trouble with Silence
She coughed, shifting in her seat, uneasy.
He shredded his napkin.
"So, you work in radio?" she said. "What’s that like?"
"It's good," he said. "See… You want continuous, high-quality content, but most importantly you want to avoid dead air."
"Huh," she said. "Dead air."
"Yeah."
"Huh."
They examined their menus for the hundredth time.
He shredded his napkin.
"So, you work in radio?" she said. "What’s that like?"
"It's good," he said. "See… You want continuous, high-quality content, but most importantly you want to avoid dead air."
"Huh," she said. "Dead air."
"Yeah."
"Huh."
They examined their menus for the hundredth time.
Love in the Cafeteria
‘I love her,’ the psychologist thought. He stole another furtive glance across the faculty lunchroom. ‘But does she love me? Or is it simply psychological projection?’
‘I love him,’ thought the archaeologist, briefly making eye contact. ‘But does he love me?’ After he left, she sorted though the remains of his lunch, searching for clues.
Behind Every Beautiful, Available Woman, is a Man who’s Sick of her Bullshit.
‘Say it again,’ she whispered, running her fingers through his hair.
‘I love you,’ he said. He traced her curves in the moonlight.
‘If you mean it…Say it again,’ she whispered.
‘I love you,’ he said.
‘One more time’ she whispered
‘I love you,’ he said
‘Say it again.’
‘Ok, now you’re just being annoying…’
‘I love you,’ he said. He traced her curves in the moonlight.
‘If you mean it…Say it again,’ she whispered.
‘I love you,’ he said.
‘One more time’ she whispered
‘I love you,’ he said
‘Say it again.’
‘Ok, now you’re just being annoying…’
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