Aaron Johnson

It is beautiful, yes, but it is beautiful because of what it masks, not in spite of it.

Fiction

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Zealot


 The Matheson Brothers exchange nervous glances in the back of the car as I stare numbly through the rear window at the little lights going back-and-forth, back-and-forth from phosphorescent red to phosphorescent blue....... Read More

Final Cry


The dog that always barks, manic and severe, when Henry turns around the bend of Osprey Court and begins the long passage through rows of gleaming-white, square-box houses until he finally lights upon the box he now claims as his own is, this time, silent.   He wonders what might... Read More

Who?


There's a demon in the elevator of the hotel down the street.   Every year exactly fourteen people are swallowed in darkness and forgotten.   Last year, there were what's-his-name and what's-her-face, among others, completely ripped from the fabric of reality.   This hotel... Read More

Short of Breath


The hard, thick rain hits him full in the face, seeping deep into his open wound.   Blood flows freely onto the mud and grime below.   His hands still cling to the grid of steel fencing, though ten thousand volts are surging through his body.   He tries to scream, but his... Read More

An Array of Eternal Effervescence


            If one removes oneself from the equation, what is one left with, and in what order do the ensuing events present themselves?...             Order is important.   The order in which,... Read More

Missing Pieces


The construction of what would become the house on 314 Great Oak Street was not without incident.   The assembly was commissioned under the authority of the Suburban Development Board, an institution that insisted on oversight of even the most inconsequential dealings within the... Read More

The Other Man


A man is driving through the desert and his car breaks down.   He doesn’t know anything about cars, so after he waits for an hour for someone else to drive along the road, with no success, he begins to wander up the road toward the nearest city.   ... After an hour... Read More

Integral Fiction for a Brand New Day


As techno-economic networks of societal structure change in the Lower Right Quadrant, the shared sense of meaning established through cultural constructs changes in the Lower Left Quadrant.  As these collective cultural changes happen in the Lower Left Quadrant, an individual must... Read More