Author: thearrowrock
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BANG! I’ve been waiting for the phone to ring for the past two hours—it won’t. The last time I bored holes into the clock’s face as it evenly ticks about in my kitchen while it performs its simple life purpose, it was 5:30. BANG! I’ve never had a problem breaking down meat for dinner. The…
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No one made the slightest sound. Each one harbored their thoughts to themselves because of the immense terror that gnawed at them inside. The knowing glances that the four college classmates shared fed the agony that gripped that cabin on the shores of the lake, hidden among the larch trees. “No one is going to…
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The Cytosapien Project //Galactic Interdimensional Protection Agency Mainframe// //USER DETECTED//RESTRICTED ACCESS ATTEMPT//KILLCODE IS ACTIVE// //PLEASE PROVIDE AUTHENTICATION INFORMATION// USERNAME: [JackSon5] PASSWORD: [* * * * * * * *]Thriller5 //ACCESS GRANTED// Personal Journal Entry 112 In district KIX, the M.H. class planet Polombus held a secret within its massive and prosperous city of Slivercove. Polombus was a reasonably large planet for…
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Fueled by an unusual feeling of trepidation in the air, Henry hastily struggled out of bed to turn on the lamp, sitting just a few feet away. The illumination it provided was unusually and inexplicably short-lived as the light immediately flickered away. He quickly tried again only to witness an identical result. ‘Strange,’ He thought. The…
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There is no change here. It’s been so long since you knew the warm feeling of the sun; the sensation of it has drained, taken away by the dampness that seeps into your bones here, so deep it can never leave. You don’t feel the cold brush of snow against your cheek anymore; there is…
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Scene – Lair An ordinary office conference room has three men in superhero get-ups sitting in chairs watching TV. A boulder is in the corner of the room. In walks the receptionist, Cheryl, with an intern known as Psycho Sis. The leader, Fly, stands to greet her. CHERYL: Right this way ma’am. PSYCHO SIS: Is this your lair? …
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I lean in closePensively gazing back over my shoulder And out the door for the fifth time in as many minutes I look relieved Though the news that we are alone Is not something new And is still not completely reassuring Whispered air slips past My throat as it closes Lips turned up into their corners Deep and sharp and quaking as another laugh…
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These days I’m realizing that The people I look up to and admire Are more often younger than me Than I used to find There were always others Outliers that hit stardom young And I thought that I would be one But I’m getting older And older It’s hard not to realize That they’re two…
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My clock stopped a long time ago I wasn’t there when it happened And I didn’t notice what was wrong Until I watched the second hand Thrust itself forward Only to be pushed back by another invisible hand They must be arm wrestling A broken clock is still correct twice a day, but I never…
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I don’t want to be Just another maiden Affixed somewhere In a man’s story I, too, Want the power, The adventures, And the glory Not Persephone, Eurydice, Medusa, Helen, or Demeter If my choice is between supporting actress And love interest, I choose neither I know the perils, The hardships, And the trials That may…
Arrow Rock Literary Journal 