osyris

It's Christmas eve! I'm all alone, save two cats and a dog. I take artwork off of the walls, warmed by my gas-flamed logs. I think of all I hold so dear and all so far away; and of the fact that I must work upon this Christmas day. It makes me sad, so all alone while others sup with kin. While moving gives me two abodes, they rest empty within. I look back on my shameful deeds; just coal for me this year. As others give to prove me wrong I can't in kind, I fear. Yet as I pause and reminisce a happy thought unfolds, reminding me of all my friends and family to hold. "Behold the count of all you miss; for whom your thoughts

It was summer and a cool sea breeze quenched the heat of the ever-present sun. A young man with fair tanned skin, dressed in khaki shorts below the knees, a white tank top, and leather sandals, strolled through the western costal countryside of England. His eyes were blue, hair red, and smile bright. He came upon a small fishing village surrounding a cove. There, he visited the waterfront market and bought an apple. “Right lovely day for a stroll,” observed the fruit vender, an older robust man with light brown hair and green eyes, “Can’t ask for better.” “You got it, guv’ner,” smiled the man, “B

Aboard the Tamaranean transport A’Soto, two prisoners sat awaiting trial as they sped towards their ultimately separate destinations. Behind a sealed electromagnetic reinforced armored door, and guarded by two correction officers, they were confined within a small holding cell. The first, sitting portside, was a young Tamaranean girl named Blackfire. She wore a distinct flexible silver armor-bodysuit under her dark hued but otherwise traditional clothing and seemed preoccupied with other thoughts. Bound hand and foot by way of dual metallic bands that glowed blue, she looked more annoyed than angry with her situation. Across from her sit

A light south wind blew. “One year; has it really been that long?” asked Anemone as she lay on a white picnic sheet, her head resting on Dominic's lap. “It's hard to believe,” replied Dominic, running his hands through her hair. Anemone wore her black pilot bodysuit while Dominic wore his black U.F.F. uniform; the Gekkostate logo now embroidered on their shoulder sleeves with “M.C.A.” taking the place of “Gekkostate”. “It's been nice seeing the others again,” remarked Anemone, staring into Dominic's eyes, “I'm kind of surprised Renton and Eureka aren't back yet.” “Yeah, I w

A fire crackled in a dense forest clearing. The air was quiet as a child, dressed in an orange and white-checkered kimono and green obi, slept against a large slumbering two-headed yōkai dragon.  Another smaller green yōkai, wearing Shinto priest-like vestments and who resembled a beaked gremlin, rested next to the girl. In his hands was a staff with two heads. Across from them, gazing silently into the heart of the flames, sat a daiyōkai, heir to the thrown of Lord Inu no Taishou, Lord Sesshōmaru. His mind pondered their recent journey into Hell. The forest they resided in was quite; too quite to be natural. Sesshōma

Within the depths of a large spiral galaxy, orbiting the second of a seven planet solar system, flew a grand war armada of space-going vessels. Leading this imposing fleet was a grand ship that dwarfed all others around it; it was known as The Massive. As its names implied, its size was greater than any other ship in recent memory. On board this monolithic craft were two of the most powerful beings the galaxy had ever know. They were most commonly known by their astute title, Tallests. Though only a single Tallest was commonplace, these two were unique in that they were both equal in height, which was the system used to determine who ruled th

As the Samurai gazed upon the beauty before him, and the warrior behind her, he fell to his knees and bowed his head. There was no point in drawing his sword; for his master had betrayed him and those he cared for where long since dead. What honor he still had no one would believe or pay tribute to. So with outstretched arms, he looked towards the sun through the bamboo forest and await the journey to the beyond... A soft whistle broke the silence as the Kamikaze raced towards his body. The wind blew past, causing tears of joy to flow from his eyes. A moment passed. And then another. Nothing. Confusion took hold of his mind. Slowly, the Samu

A cool breeze gently flowed across the grass of a city park as the sun neared the ocean along the western horizon. A large water fountain highlighted the park's interior. Upon a nearby bench sat a dark-skinned young man, whose tragic past was quite evident from the cybernetic that had replaced most of his body. As he gazed up into the afternoon sky, he slowly opened his clenched right fist. In his palm was a ring. The young man stared at it briefly, before closing his fist once more and releasing a deep sigh. A mixture of emotions and memories flashed through his mind as he stared into the waving grass beyond the walkway that encompassed the

The dawning of a new future was greeted with clear skies over a restored Jump City. Yet only a select few knew of this rebirth. Of those, six, who resided in a large "T" shaped tower located on an island within Jump City Bay, had already begun their new day. "All right, y'all!" called out Cyborg, wearing a large apron that read 'Kiss the Cook!' and chefs hat, "Four-eyes is history, his ghoulies are gone, and we just saved the whole dang universe! Who wants French Toast?" "Oh, yes, me please!" answered Starfire with a grin, "I shall consume them with gravy and the butter of peanuts!" "And I've got enough tofu-bacon for everybody who wants it!"

Within the dark, secluded part of Titans Tower known as Raven's room, its reclusive occupant was violently awoken from a not so sound sleep. Drenched in cold sweat, Raven was mortified to find her body covered by her red birthmarks. Flashes of the prophecy raced through her head and enveloped her mind. "It has begun!" announced a familiar disembodied voice. Instantly, everything returned to normal. Her birthmarks disappeared as the sun slowly ascending higher and higher. After she had recovered, Raven readied herself and headed out of her room. Hearing the bustle of activity coming from the kitchen area, she smiled and made her way there. Ent

When something unexpected occurs, it often stays with you. It was just such a something that told me something big had occurred. Many moons ago, I, Miw of Aaru, servant of Lord Osyris, and my… tainted human daughter Oni of Aaru, were summon by mistake by a young partly- synthetic conjurer of a different reality. He was a unique and special character, judging by our brief encounter; and after our return to our own world, his and its happenings faded from my thoughts, until recently. Compelled to investigate what tugged at my essence, I visited the Aaru temple isle of Lord Djehuti, who like to be known as Thoth with little Oni in step. The

Read any Carlos Andrés Gómez poem and you quickly get a sense of what is wrong with the conception of race. From his poems "93", "94", and "95" to the impassioned "Columbian-Amerikan" and "41 (Every Black Man)" the faults of hegemonic sociological norms speak of the hypocritical and self-serving nature that has largely dominated ethnic and class politics of American and the European Union, among likely all the first and third world countries. It is clear regardless of his specific centre that Gómez is in full opposition to the current social structure of human society in terms of human relations, and with good cause. Yet it is