Writing Prompt

“The T. Rexes look like giant chickens!” I shout into the receiver. “They’re covered in feathers—some even have color variations. They don’t communicate much, and yeah, they’ll bite if you get too close, but they’re nowhere near as vicious as we thought.”

I’ve been in this alternate dimension for a week. My team thought I was dead until today, when I finally located a functioning receiver. Now I’...

"I was never a fan of humanity's focus on accomplishment," the aged voice crackled over the radio. It was a historian. An educator, and a skeptic with a southern drawl, "we've always pushed towards whatever shiny future we think we can create, without ever thinking of if we should."

A young man with pale skin, long black hair and a girlish face rested his hands on the steering wheel of his car re...

Dinosaurs

Out of this world

Haven’t you heard

No that’s absurd

They are very nice

Talk and talk their vice

Don’t have to ask twice

They’ll give you anything thrice...

Another day, another flipper to flipper traffic jam, Rue thought as she turned up her audiobook. A dulcet manly voice, warm and husky, filled her cockpit. Paranormal romances were her secret vice. An ear-piercing squawk tore Rue from her star-crossed lovers. A flock of blue-footed agilisauruses was meandering across Route 30.

Rolling her eyes, Rue checked her watch. One of the younger bipeds had...

Different dimensions. Different realities. They exist. In one, dinosaurs walk amongst humans, but they’re nothing like what you’ve seen in movies or documentaries—they are domesticated. I’ve seen it with my own two eyes. People walk Velociraptors like fucking chihuahuas in this other world....

Archaeologists, Jurassic Park, and Scientists of this day have lied.

Oh, don’t look so shocked, my dear reader. They simply are oblivious of the adjacent dimension which allows for travel to the past. However, you are about to peer behind the curtain of this mystery and gaze into the past.

We could go to the World Wars, or the French Revolution, or… wait a minute…I know exactly where to take y...

No matter where you are in life always remember you are not alone in your suffering...

Debra Foster walked solemnly into the war zone. At least, it felt like a war zone. In reality, she was walking into a kitchen that had trash strewn everywhere. “Sasha!”

“Yes, Mom?” came a faint voice from upstairs.

“Did you forget to separate the meat from the trash bin again?” There was a pause then the sound of pounding feet racing down the stairs. Sasha stared wide-eyed at the carnage. She gr...

The dimension we had stumbled onto seemed much less dangerous than the one before.

People looked like people, and even spoke a slightly wonky English and greeted us kindly.

After being suited up so we wouldn’t catch any dimensional illnesses and visa versa, we set out exploring.

The buildings were low and sturdy, the ground was filled with rich beautiful ferns and natural stone paths, and dinos...

The sound of trees crashing, was heard but not by them

So called human beings, were romping causing mayhem

Those dinosaurs, were not like us beings really at all

We were the earth, destroying man making trees fall

Those innocent dinosaurs, definitely got a bad rap

We swept those happy, creatures right off the map

They turned their long necks, around as if to say

We have a heart, and don’t dest...