Category Archives: We the People

Amoeba’s Lorica: Hen-pecked

It was sunset on a farm somewhere on the Great Plains of the North American continent. The landscape was brown, fading to gray as the sun set on the hazy western horizon, and the air was chill with the first … Continue reading

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Amoeba’s Lorica: Solitaire Confinement

Your Friendly Neighborhood Amoeba has spent some time lately (he’d, ah, rather not specify just how much time) trying his damnedest to lose. And no, he’s not on a diet. That kind of loss he gave up on, a powerful long time ago. Y’see, … Continue reading

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Amoeba’s Lorica: The Thread On Which It Hangs

A work of fiction. Standard disclaimers. Wayne woke with a poke. Actually, a stab, like with a pin tipped with acid, on the back of his right shoulder. It was the middle of a moonless night, and pitch black; he … Continue reading

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