Skip to content
Bridge of Broken Glass

Bridge of Broken Glass

Stories from my mind that won't be quiet

  • Home
  • Archive
    • Patreon
    • Living and the Dead

      (Photo by Jakub Zerdzicki) Immortality. Eternal youth. Adventure and excitement and new experiences for all time. That was how they sold the idea, and for the first several decades it lived up to the promise, but nothing lasts forever. “Good morning,” the cheery voice intoned as it always did. “System booting.” Fragments of memory, of…

      June 21, 2024
      Short Story
      A.I., Bridge of Broken Glass, Enslaved, Transhumanism
    • Sacrifice

      (Photo by Mikhail Nilov) There was definitely something wrong inside of her body, Gray acknowledged. That didn’t mean she slowed her frantic pace, only that she knew she could only keep going like this for a few more miles. The tearing pain was most likely a wound, maybe an arrow, but as long as she…

      June 19, 2024
      Short Story
      Escape, If it bleeds it dies, Rescue, Running
    • Correlation

      (Photo by Pixabay) “I’m not sure how I feel about this.” The voice was unnaturally far away from Agent Spears when she spoke. At least it was her own voice, though. She’d been worried it would become distorted somehow. “Are you in any pain?” the question came from the head of R&D, Kurt Besso. He…

      June 14, 2024
      Short Story
      Experiment, Host, Mind control
    • Transplanting

      (Photo by David Bartus) “Look out there and tell me what you see.” Cobb’s voice was deep but not too loud. Even in the dead of winter there was the chance of waking them up and then there’d be trouble. He was tall and broad shouldered, and when he smiled it wasn’t always for the…

      June 12, 2024
      Short Story
      Bridge of Broken Glass, Culture shock, Dryads, Kidnapping
    • Changeling

      (Photo by Leah Newhouse) The morning light of dawn spread slowly across the far wall of the bedroom. I hadn’t slept at all last night and I wondered if I’d ever be able to sleep comfortably ever again. This was not my bedroom, incidentally. It was the baby’s room. The crib in the corner was…

      June 7, 2024
      Short Story
      Fae, Newborn, Single Parent, Support group
    • To Grandmother’s House We Go

      (Photo by Los Muertos Crew) “Over the river and through the woods,” Sani sang quietly to himself in the backseat of his family’s car, “to grandmother’s house we go.” His mom hummed along absentmindedly while she drove. It was just the two of them in the car. There should have been three in the car…

      June 5, 2024
      Short Story
      Babysitting, Childhood, Grandma, Grief, Loss
    • Teeth

      (Photo by Shiny Diamond) “I think I’m clenching my teeth in my sleep,” Sandra said as she got ready for the day. “What makes you think that?” Paul asked, holding up two ties and considering which one to wear. “Because my teeth hurt,” Sandra half laughed as though it should have been obvious. “Want me…

      May 31, 2024
      Short Story
      Bridge of Broken Glass, Dentist, Nightmare, PErspective, Teeth
    • Mistakes

      (Photo by Kevin Bidwell) Some ideas seem like they’re the greatest thing in the world right up until you act on it. Only then does the truth come out and you think you really should have seen it sooner. In cases where money was spent, it’s often referred to as buyer’s remorse. As Kevin looked…

      May 24, 2024
      Short Story
      Bridge of Broken Glass, Customer Service, New technology, Subscription, Tattoo
    • Reception

      (Photo by ChrisF) Of all the times to have car troubles, it had to happen in the middle of the night during a winter storm. It was also in the middle of nowhere. “Well, we’re not going anywhere any time soon,” Ben said as the glow of the headlights faded away. “Guess you should have…

      May 22, 2024
      Short Story
      Bridge of Broken Glass, Brothers, Haunted House, Missing person, Road Trip
    • System Management

      (Photo by Pixabay) The couch was not a comfortable place to spend the night. At least, that was Wilfred’s opinion. They had a perfectly good bed to sleep in but, for reasons he couldn’t understand, he was in the minority when it came to their preferred places to sleep. At least the alarm had been…

      May 17, 2024
      Short Story
      Communication, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Mental Health, Relationships
    ←Previous Page
    1 … 17 18 19 20 21 … 56
    Next Page→

    Blog at WordPress.com.

    • Subscribe Subscribed
      Bridge of Broken Glass
      Join 31 other subscribers

      Have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.

    • Bridge of Broken Glass
      View site in Reader
      Manage subscriptionsSign upLog in
      Report this content
      Collapse this bar