Lorraine L. Hayden
Bio
A lover of odd, offbeat stories, I gravitate between science fiction and horror. I do combine both in my stories with a look at society as it stands today.
Stories (3/0)
Heatwave
February tears all sweltering under the hot, hazy sky. A heatwave pounding, and I am no better than a hopeless case of dehydration as I sit on the concrete slab of my front porch. My eyes are squinting in the sun, and my tongue is sticking to the roof of my mouth like the yolk of an egg fried too long. There is a deep ache in my bones. It may be the heat or the hunger. It is both, I tell myself. And a thought comes to me: this must be what the hell was like in Dante's Inferno. How did humanity end up here? How did this happen? I don't know, but all I can do now is try to survive this climate disaster.
By Lorraine L. Hayden6 months ago in Futurism
Arthur
You look upon me with your human eyes, searching for my soul. I have none. There is no soul to be found. Caught between humanity and technology, I often ask myself, who is my god? Without one, I feel as if I am nothing. I am without love, without death, and without a conscience. As I question my own existence, in a world where humans hate other humans, brother kills brother, the beauty of nature has long stopped being cherished.
By Lorraine L. Hayden6 months ago in Futurism
Chardonnay and The Apocalypse
The world will soon end, and I'm almost out of wine. Humankind has peaked. Between reality television, cable news, and fast-food chicken sandwiches, there is no other place for society to go but down. I come off as a bit tired in this, but what am I supposed to think when society, especially here, has flown over the cuckoo's nest? So when the nuclear bombs fall, I will just sit back and drink some Chardonnay while listening to old-school rhythm and blues.
By Lorraine L. Hayden6 months ago in Fiction
