Speculativeliterature Stories

The Meiosis of Homo Sapiens is a fractured logbook- the testament of a consciousness unraveling as it tries, futilely, to narrate itself. Here, language splinters, memory drifts out of shape, and identity dissolves into a territory where nothing holds its form for long. There is no linear thread to follow. Only transitions-brief apertures, unstable thresholds, corridors that promise passage yet lead nowhere. Each fragment behaves like a controlled descent, an intimate collapse into the ungoverned zones of the self, where dreams forget their origins and the familiar abandons its mask. This is not a space designed to be understood quickly. It invites the reader to relinquish clarity, to delay comprehension, to resist the impulse to label. The incomprehensible has structure of its own- a structure that refuses domestication. If something appears evident, pause. If something feels familiar, distrust it. If something strikes you as beautiful, maintain distance. Nothing in these pages leads back to the world. It sidelines it-quietly, almost ceremonially- leaving only the residue of what still resembles flesh, and the vertigo that survives when certainty has vanished. Enter at your own risk. Here, the descent has already begun.

Just a collection of short stories and such that I write for my Creative Writing class, to track my progress. "A piece of creative writing, like a daydream, is a continuation of, and a substitute of, what was once the play of childhood." ~ Sigmund Freud Tags will update as stories are added.