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XLVI. Mama's Jewelry Box.
"Her pink jewelry box sits open between us like a small and very serious government."
A daughter, a mother, and the unspoken rules of who gets to shine.
Charlene Iris
Sep 243 min read


XLV. "Come Back When It's in the Yard"(Part I).
"Watching the neighbourhood empty itself in real time, dripping in a blazer she'd sweated through twice already, it was, Linda thought, a very good evacuation to shoot..."
Charlene Iris
Sep 235 min read


XLIV. Total Surveillance For Ballistic Convenience.
Meet the man who broadcasts his location every morning: not out of fear, but "professionalism." A darkly funny descent into a future where privacy isn't a right, it's an inconvenience to your executioner. A satire.
Charlene Iris
Jul 243 min read


XLIII. A Suburb of Empty Space.
"Tiredness in a Tuesday, worn since the last time it was tired. Tired of the next thing, the next thing, the next thing, the...."
Charlene Iris
Jul 51 min read


XLII. "Subject: A Correction, Issued Formally and With Great Sincerity".
"To Whom It May Concern,
I write to issue a formal retraction of my life's central thesis..."
Charlene Iris
Jun 303 min read


XLI. On the Inevitable Termination of the Sisyphean Sentence: A Mock Academic Essay.
Abstract: The punishment of Sisyphus, son of Aeolus, King of Ephyra, has long been regarded as the paradigmatic example of eternal, futile labor. This paper challenges that assumption. Through application of standard tribological models, erosion rate equations, and basic thermodynamic principles, we demonstrate that...
Charlene Iris
Jun 265 min read
Musings
Wander through the dusk-lit rooms of SomEpiphany.
A living archive: the tender, the tangled, the mildly ridiculous. Fragments of life that insisted on being remembered.
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