After Party

A forever tunnel stretched bending and swirling, a gateway to the infinite tilt of galaxies exponentially expanding further and further. I moved at light-speed. The cold of space smacking against my face, my wide open eyeballs, freezing everything solid and stiff. And then, propulsion failing, the universe began a slow collapse. It was a thing … Continue reading After Party

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Year Zero

Hello, my name is Diego Green and I am NOT a writer. But I'd like to be. For a very long time, probably the entirety of my adult life, I've lived under the assumption that I am a writer. I learned early in life that I had some natural talent for storytelling and wordplay and … Continue reading Year Zero