Visions Stories

There’s a kitten in the corner In my bathroom, by the shower He’s the cutest little fella Sitting near the big gorilla And the rabbits make my day As they turn and hop away Through the grasses and the trees Just as happy as they please And the church just down the street Looks like something that should tweet While the pepper, cut in half, Is enjoying a great laugh But my husband rolls his eyes Which is really no surprise...

Waking from my slumber, my eyes open Grateful darkness isn’t yet complete Staring out the window as despair creeps in While my vision skews the lights from the street. There was a time when things were much clearer A happier existence ere lights blurred A calmer, simpler time, and oh so sweet That stage of life before the dark occurred. Once all the sights before my eyes of blue Were awe-inspiring, lofty, and sublime But...

I could not help remembering the old homeless man who explained that he possesses psychic abilities. I thought him nothing more than delusional when he told me he could see into the future, glimpsing visions of when and how others would die. I scoffed, for surely no one ever believed him. That exchange and his grim face were my last thoughts as I bled out on the street in front of the truck that hit me.  

I stepped out of the house and began to head off to the play pit I seemed to keep returning there. Kurai answered every question without hesitation, and without sparing any details. I did not ask some because I knew he could not answer them. I do not know whom the man Isadora mentioned in my dreams, but I am beginning to suspect who he could possibly be. "The nanos come by from time to time too, searching for people, pref...