To understand the phenomenon of the sunflower, we must first establish its manifestation within our perceptual schemata. Animals are of a higher natural order than plants, except for the unnatural sunflower, which is imaginary. The lowest natural order are the minerals, which provide nourishment to the animals and plants. The sun provides nourishment to the sunflower, albeit imaginary nourishment. A sunflower is a rare dream image, albeit a powerful one, as images of sunflowers, though by definition part of a dreamscape, are imagined so vividly the dreamer sometimes mistakes these images for flowers that actually exist in a non-dreamscape. These visual hallucinations may extend to tactile, o
The best advice my father would've given to me, had he been Remy Charlip: It is a dark and stormy night, we are standing on the deck, the ship is sinking, I say to my father "tell me a story" and so he begins: you are a universe in human form, and within that universe, there exists a dark and stormy night in which we are standing on the deck, the ship is sinking, and I say to my father "tell me a story" and so he begins: you are a universe in human form, and within that universe, there exists a dark and stormy night in which we are standing on the deck, the ship is sinking, and I say to my father "tell me a story" and so he begins: you are a universe in human form, and within that universe,
A quick bedtime mythology for children (and adults) afraid of hurricanes... Every twelve years, the sea monster Charybdis ravages the village of Messina with a colossal hurricane. The following day, the chosen one, the quasi-immortal Ophelia, is sent out in tribute and appeasement to Charybdis. Each time, Ophelia is pregnant with a daughter who will also be named "Ophelia." The soon-to-be mother ambles heavily along the coast of Insanity Lagoon. She follows the ridge of the reef until her water breaks, then slips on the wave-polished rock into the still-murky and whirlpooling water. In the lagoon, she is slowly, surely pulled to the center, where the ravenous Charybdis sucks her to the depth
Voice: "I swam all the way here!" Me: "You... again..." *** That is my 15-word (including the title) flash fiction story prompted by Dark Regions Press!
