They have to leave their homes behind, only allowed to take with them what they can carry. Real sensations override where oblivion should rule.Ĭostlier than an acid trip, but FDA approvedĪfter losing World War II, 13-15 million Germans are displaced and fleeing from the victorious Russian and Polish troops to safety in the West. Unlike the mystical bright light at the end of a tunnel.

No hands to hold on to safety, no legs to stem the fallĪnother white chamber with infinite boundaries My frontal cortex is dissociated from my body Hurled into corners of bright nothingness

Shutting down continuous pain signals that have outgrown their usefulnessįlung into a white room, square and empty. This week, Siggy Buckley goes on a wild ride.Ĭhilled to the bone under layers of blanketsĪ medically induced coma to interrupt incessantly firing nerve networks Submissions are also limited to 750 words, so try to focus. Stylistically emulate his or her substance of choice. Submissions to Thursdaze will be judged on an author’s ability to Imagined, controlled or prescribed, illegal or soon-to-be legalized. Our print series has anthologizedĪuthors writing about marijuana, cocaine, speed, and heroin,īut contributors to the web series can focus on any drug, real or “Special K” by Siggy Buckley Thursdaze (because the weekend won’t come fast enough) features original flash fiction modeled after our Drug Chronicles Series.Įach story is an original one, and each encapsulates the author’sįictional experience with drugs.

Next Time Lucky by Siggy Buckley