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While afloat, the pine needle had befriended feather (585 views)
Photo Posted Saturday, May 10, 2008
(2008) At the Zoo, Karlsruhe, Germany

© 2008 Bryan Costales
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His edge was gone. He felt it float away. Spiny had been his nickname. He remembered that but not his real name. His eyes remained closed but he saw anyway.

Spiny looked up through water at the tiny sun, wavering and unfamiliar. A feather floated past his face. The a pine needle. One raced the other, or did they just float? Spiny wasn't sure.

He felt the belt tight around his neck. He could see it as if looking outward at it. It crushed his windpipe. No pain. Just a brown belt, not the sort he would ever wear, cinched tight.

Spiny decided he was dead. Or, did he realize he was dead? He couldn't tell. He felt his hair float. Had it had only been longer, the way he used to wear it, it might have floated to the surface. Might have touched sunlight.

Spiny wondered why he was dead. Then he wondered why he wondered? He was dead and that appeared to be that. But what next?

Spiny was pretty sure he was supposed to stop existing once dead. He'd learned that once, somewhere, from someone. Spiny found it dismaying to continue.

Spiny felt the water. It was cold and full and distant. The gray water became his world. The gray enfolded and wrapped him. The gray water became him.

Spiny focused on the little bit of himself that remained. He sensed a change. He sensed himself merging with the water. He thought and his thoughts became the water and the water became him.

He was surface and sunlight and depths and darkness and cold. Spiny was water. Passive water had conquered Spiny and rendered Spiny no more.

Meanwhile, above the dead body of Spiny, where the living could still observe and imagine, a photographer captured the surface of the water. Had captured, while afloat, a pine needle who had befriended a feather

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(242 of 341) "A tramp steamer," she had said. "I'll be leaving on a tramp steamer." Dan Bluex leaned on the cold metal railing of the Golden Gate bridge. He had walked out there every day for the last week
by Bryan Costales
(243 of 341) Gloria Waxman held baby Jill in her arms. They wore soft white cotton robes and stood inside a glass-walled booth. The booth was about twice the size of a telephone booth. Above her face, inside the
Un-Wined (582 views)
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(244 of 341) The late afternoon sun cast shadow light across the marina. Betty and her pal Paula were late because two accidents had impeded the bridge traffic. Betty felt frazzled. Paula felt the worries of the
by Bryan Costales
(245 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story The new assistant grew into a young woman, living up to her name, CloudLining, because she always offered all she met a profound hope. Creek spent many
by Terry Costales
(246 of 341) Film Me Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Tornado Umanta stopped and glared at her dad again. He was pissing her off. Every time she looked he was filming the other girls in the parade, and not
by Bryan Costales
(247 of 341) "Damn," Charlene Tahcigam muttered on her way home. She'd lost her bus pass and all her cash so had to walk home. The sun had risen an hour ago, but Sunday morning found south of Market still
by Bryan Costales
(248 of 341) Henry Zwolf was certain the two musicians would dual. Henry was not a great judge of character, nor was he prone to say much at all. Henry found the easy road through life to be that of a
by Bryan Costales
(249 of 341) Joan Filbert remembered the stage, half built for the play "Yerma," by Federico Garcia Lorca. The sound of hammers and saws, the smell of paint. "Turn out all the lights. Just leave that one on,"
Hat envy (455 views)
by Bryan Costales
(250 of 341) "Nice hat," said a man's voice. Geo Welt had been watching the penguins at the zoo. He liked their tuxedos, a formal bird waiting for the catering truck to arrive. "Nice hat." Geo looked at the
Mid-Block (501 views)
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(251 of 341) Bryan and Terry were dressed to the nines in tux and gown. They stood mid block, waiting for traffic to clear so they could jay walk. They had tickets to Man of La Mancha and were running a bit
by Bryan Costales
(252 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Today, Creek Fire stood on another bridge in another alcove. He leaned over and watched a road underneath. Thousands of huge machines
by Bryan Costales
(253 of 341) The Tip Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Whether it was bad acid cut with something else, or meat cooked not right, the evil just wouldn't let go. Danny McDillan remembered playing his guitar for
by Bryan Costales
(254 of 341) Fred Mc-something Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Daphne Wallenbrook despised parties, yet found herself always invited. She couldn't stand idle small talk, chit-chat, or opinions about
by Bryan Costales
(255 of 341) On The Moon Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Evan and Bonn, twin boys, celebrated their seventh birthday by rolling out the family album and dancing on it. PrunePit's new song was great fun and had
by Bryan Costales
(256 of 341) Leo Buckenwalker Jr. walked his dog peacefully down Bluxome Street when the sirens blared. Behind him, fire trucks roared from open doorways and sped off the opposite way. "Easy," Leo said to his
by Bryan Costales
(257 of 341) Art Shoes Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Soma Sousa was older than his brother Doug by four years, but was also a foot shorter and frail. Soma always thought they had different dads but their Mom
by Bryan Costales
(258 of 341) Dad's Clock Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales When Joe Samosa was a young boy of seven, his Dad installed a clock on the front of their house. It was a large analog clock that could be seen a block
by Terry Costales
(259 of 341) Today's episode, copyright 2008 Bryan Costales, continues yesterday's story The first Council of Elders set in law three main concepts. Killing, even in war, is a crime. There shall only ever
by Bryan Costales
(260 of 341) Despite graying at the temples, his long black hair flowed like water in the light wind. His muscles moving greased with sweat, Jero Famotte, neared his final goal. He carried a heavy pack filled
by Bryan Costales
(261 of 341) Cold Cuts Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Bess Tisly-Miller couldn't remember when she first found her husband tiresome. She never did fret not remembering, after all life had to go on. That is
Creepy Crawlies (531 views)
by Bryan Costales
(262 of 341) Dr. Dan Flemmer, or at least he recalled once being a doctor. Dr. Dan Flemmer awoke wrapped in cardboard on the sidewalk under a bright, too bright, mural. "Great God almighty," he said, as he set
by Bryan Costales
(263 of 341) Wendy Griffs waited in the hallway. Her son, Jeffrey, had passed through the doors at the far end almost four hours earlier. He was being interviewed for special placement in an advanced school
by Bryan Costales
(264 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story For the past four hundred years Creek had continued to name every child born. But as the humans increased in numbers and as they spread far and
by Bryan Costales
(265 of 341) Dancing Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Lunch at the Streetfront Restaurant on the second story of the New Montgomery Hotel was always delicious. And it didn't hurt that the senior menu was
by Bryan Costales
(266 of 341) In 1998, Fester Williams stood and enjoyed a smoke. He had just finished painting the cleat white. He felt pride by his small part in reconstructing the old wharf. John, just John, looked old but
by Bryan Costales
(267 of 341) Nat and Dave Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales The truck was just where he had left it. A terrible rain. He'd parked his truck and ran to a nearby restaurant for shelter. Nat Biggs was tall and
by Bryan Costales
(268 of 341) Tom Deismond was a superb chess player with a gimmick. He had developed the skill of holding his hand up, as if to make a point, and freezing it in place. No matter what he said, nor how he
by Bryan Costales
(269 of 341) White Bread Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Dan Granger recently inherited nine million dollars of farmland just north of Goodland, Kansas. Ruth Bixbe had been born in Kansas but now studied
by Terry Costales
(270 of 341) Today's episode, copyright 2008 Bryan Costales, continues yesterday's story Creek walked among the children naming them. He would stop by each where he and the child would study each other.
by Bryan Costales
(271 of 341) Time meant everything to Carl Reizentour. Literally everything. Carl turned the corner, just past the kitchen and entered the corridor that led to the restrooms. That one footstep took him from a
by Bryan Costales
(272 of 341) Thread Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales She missed her dead husband so desperately, she could not let go. The former Mrs. Wendy Franks saw aspects of her husband in all men she passed. A young
Human Size (499 views)
by Bryan Costales
(273 of 341) Tom Filworthy approached the building where he worked. Out front stood huge vertical rulers used to measure the growth of young giants. Tom entered through a door in the center that was his size,
by Bryan Costales
(274 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Creek Fire and his large dog Pebble arrived surprisingly refreshed at the next landing. "That meal must have been really fine," Creek said to
by Bryan Costales
(275 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Creek was somewhere around eight hundred years old. He lost track of his exact age a while back. Because his legs were beginning to ache, he tended
by Terry Costales
(276 of 341) Today's episode, copyright 2008 Bryan Costales, continues yesterday's story Creek stood looking at the birds flying over the glass dome when Snowball pulled on his sleeve. "A door!" Snowball said
by Bryan Costales
(277 of 341) Carol peered down the road at the starting gate. "I guess this is the closest we can get." Ted had knelt down and was stuffing his camera back into its case. "This situation stinks." "I know. I
by Terry Costales
(278 of 341) Pop Tarts Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales "I dreamed I was a monkey," Ann Pennski muttered through the steam rising from her dark roast coffee. "I dreamed I was hungry and hiding. I wanted Pop
by Bryan Costales
(279 of 341) The explosion surprised everyone on board. Danny Gloman rushed outside and found a place on the rail to lean and watch. "What blew up?" Danny asked. An older gentleman next to Danny spoke without
by Bryan Costales
(280 of 341) Liam Whistled Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales The rain. The night. The warmth in Costa Rica was magic. If he could dance, he would have danced in the rain. If he could sing, he would have sung his
by Terry Costales
(281 of 341) Hope Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Ed Saloux rested in a rocking chair on the back porch of the Senior Home. Over his lap spread a small knit blanket donated by good folks he didn't know. Ed
by Bryan Costales
(282 of 341) Stupid Bird Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Jill Tuffwull watched her husband Frank approach the picnic table. A heavy cooler in each hand made him stoop. To her eye, that bend accentuated his
Diamond Fork (493 views)
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(283 of 341) This is the last photo ever taken of Stan Graves. That is, of course, in this reality. Just before this photograph was taken, Stan rounded a corner in Paris and spotted a twinkle in the gutter. He
by Denver Welte
(284 of 341) Inverted Planet Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales The new planet was full of surprises. Dave Hogan marveled at the soft lip of the horse-like creature, when the creature opened its mouth and bit off
by Bryan Costales
(285 of 341) "The gall of them," Urinal Man said to his wife. "Imagine what it would be like back home if they were allowed to beg on the streets." "Yes dear," she clanked on his pipe. "Now don't start to get
Monkey's Fist (658 views)
by Bryan Costales
(286 of 341) During a far past, before humankind walked this earth, a monkey god ruled over all monkeys. A particular monkey, let's name him Bob, awoke in a tree. Bob slipped from a wet branch following a
by Bryan Costales
(287 of 341) On warm afternoons, Hans Ledom liked to sit on the bench in front of his house. There he would lean on his cane and watch the people walking past. Occasionally, a walker would pause and point a
by Bryan Costales
(288 of 341) Early Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales "There's the house," Bess told him. Bess was his girlfriend of one month. Ed had never been there before but thought it an awfully showy house for an artist.
by Bryan Costales
(289 of 341) The train, the sign told her, would be five minutes late. Dina Sontag set her lone suitcase by a bench and sat down. She had plenty of time. The transfer in Stuttgart to the Berlin train left twenty
by Bryan Costales
(290 of 341) Hans Greizlig couldn't afford an instrument of his own. So he would spend every night in the basement of Symphony Hall. There, the instruments were free to check out and use. The Symphony Hall
by Bryan Costales
(291 of 341) On her 200th birthday, Emma Swanson took her great-granddaughter's great-granddaughter, Sophia Godi, to Lake Merritt, in Oakland. Emma thought she would begin the trip with a brief history lesson.
by Bryan Costales
(292 of 341) Bad Beer Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Dave McGee was thirsty in the heat. He drank a manly swallow of Imperial beer. It was cool, having been iced. He smacked his lips and smiled sensing fun.
by Bryan Costales
(293 of 341) Famous Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Fran DeWorthy made a special run to the corner store every Saturday morning to buy a carton of cigarettes for her crippled mom. She dreaded Saturday mornings
by Bryan Costales
(294 of 341) Joe Alaska Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales They called him Joe Alaska, the folks on the island that is. Joe was from Alaska, a long, long time before. That's why he took his daily walk in the
by Bryan Costales
(295 of 341) Fussy Bucket Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales His wife called him a, "Fussy Bucket." Dave Manx managed a restaurant and drove his employees crazy. If it wasn't dust found in the most obscure
by Bryan Costales
(296 of 341) Joes Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Joe Hamash drove a taxi. After the election he had a low opinion of plumbers named Joe and said so to his passengers. "You heard of Joe the Plumber?" he asked
clowngirl (483 views)
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(297 of 341) Mary Turgen's handle on the makeadate.com web site was clowngirl. She had arranged to meet her date, a shaggy haired lad named Dave, whose handle on that dating site was nonbeliever. She waited at
by Bryan Costales
(298 of 341) Donna Woke Up Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Purely on a whim she peeled her first orange and ate it in pieces. Before that, she'd sliced an orange with a knife, a technique taught her by her
by Bryan Costales
(299 of 341) Chutes Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Rex Noilon had been uncomfortably married to his first wife for thirty years. That was until she wrongly asserted her right of way over a dump truck. His
by Bryan Costales
(300 of 341) IQ Test Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Too warm in his cotton shorts and t-shirt, Roger Franks sat well back in the unlit patio area and watched the others swim. He'd started with red wine, then
by Bryan Costales
(301 of 341) Scratchy Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Raul Guerro and his wife Irma strolled hand-in-hand through the small park at sunset. They'd been married only one month and were on their way to celebrate
by Terry Costales
(302 of 341) Fed the Monkey Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales "Oh look," Rita Chillweather said. "A monkey." Rita worked as a waitress in IHOP. She'd barely wrangled the day off. "That's too vague," her
by Bryan Costales
(303 of 341) Their neighborhood had succumbed to a wave of graffiti, which upset Norma Slizika no end. "Damn it all to hell," she would lament to her husband as they walked to their places of work, "The place
by Bryan Costales
(304 of 341) Wendy Wells believed she could perform magic. When someone near her expressed a wish, she would wave a wand, or a finger, or a pencil, or whatever was handy, and would grant the wish. Once she
by Bryan Costales
(305 of 341) His Edge Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Ace detective Rod Scales may have finally met his match. Either that or he somehow lost his edge. He rested in a plush sofa in the lobby of the Hyatt
by Bryan Costales
(306 of 341) Video Nut Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales As a young boy, Dole Eppler believed he was God's gift to music. On his sixteenth birthday, Dole concluded he was a musical maladroit who couldn't play
by Bryan Costales
(307 of 341) Zin Velata knew magic when he saw it. The two shoes in the store window reeked of magic. Zin looked left, then right, up and down the sidewalk. He appeared to be alone. He grinned a sly grin and
by Terry Costales
(308 of 341) Earth-2 Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Gloria Waxman was the first on the bus with her baby girl Jill. Her town was furthest from the transfer station. Others volunteers would board, she was
by Bryan Costales
(309 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Creek had found some packages labeled, "Instant coffee." Mixed with warm water the taste was bitter, but had a similar effect to the purple drink he'd
by Terry Costales
(310 of 341) The Bubble Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales B'fatz Slowtooth threw the switch to begin the test. A large lens-like window appeared and the few representatives from The Counsel made a satisfying
by Bryan Costales
(311 of 341) "Who'd you bet on?" John jumped at the voice so close to his ear. He turned and found an elderly woman in a bright green outfit sitting next to him. People, he noted, seemed to come and go from the
by Bryan Costales
(312 of 341) Bertha Twingle twisted the key in the lock. With a hard clack, the door unlocked. She swung the door inward and said, "This is an art studio. It's occupied, of course, but I just wanted to give you
by Bryan Costales
(313 of 341) The Birds Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Wendy tried to forget her last name. She'd filed for divorce from that idiot and immediately set out on a leisurely drive down the coast. Along the way
by Bryan Costales
(314 of 341) The heat that day weighed heavily on old Ben Haad. The sun seemed a hot frying pan in the sky. Ben was bent from age, but felt bent further by the heat. Ben walked up Lytton Street toward the
by Bryan Costales
(315 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Creek Fire walked but a single day to find another opening. A small room opened off the corridor, warmly lit inside. Creek stepped in and looked
by Bryan Costales
(316 of 341) Drad Simons didn't like living in Sausalito. He hated his small school. The town was boring to death. Drad longed to live in San Francisco just across the bay. Drad's folks were Franciscofobes.
by Bryan Costales
(317 of 341) Mote Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales He was a mote. Smaller, he believed, than the one in God's eye. Once his name had been Golden Frey Habinger and he had owned all the land anyone could see from
by Bryan Costales
(318 of 341) Today's episode continues yesterday's story Creek Fire came upon a room that, at last, appeared restful. A chair and small table sat against a wall under windows covered with horizonal sticks.
by Bryan Costales
(319 of 341) Damn You Wang Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Randel Cogsan remembered a picture of himself on the Internet back when there was an Internet. He wore a fireman's hat while touring a sailing
by Bryan Costales
(320 of 341) "The leasing office is this way," Nancy Sofram said to her son Danny. She and her husband Phil, their son between them, entered the huge old Administration Building. Danny tugged on Nancy's hand
by Bryan Costales
(321 of 341) I am retired from the recycled steel game. Back then I was always amused by good steel being misused as decoration. On our various trips through Europe, I would too often see steel used for lattice
by Bryan Costales
(322 of 341) Eight pairs of shoes were neatly laid out on the shelf. One pair of clean white socks was tucked into each left shoe. Burt Klintin faced day one of his confinement. "Stupid bet," he said. His only
by Bryan Costales
(323 of 341) The Smell Of Coffee Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales The written directions were hen scratches again, almost impossible to read. "Damn Neanderthals and their seniority," the ghost of Jack Fenn
by Terry Costales
(324 of 341) Today's episode, copyright 2008 Bryan Costales, continues yesterday's story Creek led Firstboy and Pebble through the now-abandoned first building. It was dark and smelled damp. "How can I fight
A reflecting pool (630 views)
by Bryan Costales
(325 of 341) The reflection was perfect. Jerry Five had been born and raised on the moon and had never seen such a broad expanse of water before. He knelt down and looked across the reflecting pool with
by Bryan Costales
(326 of 341) Looking For Dad Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Bess Castleman and her brother Dutch knew their dad was crazy as a loon. But they never --not even in a million years-- expected to find him dressed
by Bryan Costales
(327 of 341) Emma Jones, at 75 years, was fearful of most anything. She feared falling. She feared food too large to swallow. She feared traffic and bicycles of all kinds. She feared big dogs and little dogs
by Bryan Costales
(328 of 341) Applause Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Robin Watts was one month into twenty-one and could drink, although her mother had said "No." But this was a concert, after all, and her mother wasn't
by Bryan Costales
(329 of 341) Young Mikie stood holding his mother's hand and watching the flamingos at the zoo. Mikie knew from television that flamingos were pink because they ate shrimp. "Mom," Mikie asked. "Do flamingos
by Bryan Costales
(330 of 341) Creek Fire had been walking since he had become a man. His hunting dog, Pebble, trotted along, always on the side opposite his walking staff. Creek had been traveling for two years and had visited
by Terry Costales
(331 of 341) Shade Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Old Wallace Brakford was feeble of body but not mind. Trapped in his wheelchair, he was at the mercy of his granddaughter Bevy L'Mony. Wallace was getting
by Bryan Costales
(332 of 341) In 2010 the cost of gasoline hit $12.00 per gallon. Geo Adnoh decided on that day to park his old car at the back of his apartment building. He looked at it, swore he would never drive again, then
by Bryan Costales
(333 of 341) Pillows For Sale Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales James Maxwell walked the edge of the deserted Interstate. He walked alone, one of many all walking south towards a warmer climate, each spaced well
by Bryan Costales
(334 of 341) Some families dump all their old photos into a box in the closet, others into a drawer, and others into an old steamer trunk. In the attic of the old house just inherited, Toby Williams was bored
Fire Plug Rain (524 views)
by Bryan Costales
(335 of 341) Wayne the seagull passed away as a hero. Because of his heroic status, he was bumped up one notch when reincarnated. Wayne was reborn as a brand new, shiny fire plug. At first, he could only think
by Terry Costales
(336 of 341) Copyright 2008 Bryan Costales Gerald Jans was a man of precise habits and a personal schedule. He awoke every morning precisely at six a.m. At nine a.m. he had bathed, dressed and eaten,