H. C. Phillips
H. C. Phillips formally studied physics for a number of years, as the exploration toward the essence of what reality is. Now studies neuroscience, as the extension into what reality is perceived to be. Simultaneous lifelong love of words and stories, as experimentation with all the what-could-bes.
“Magicians and Fortune Tellers,” “No Home-Maker Here” and “The One That Got Away”
pluck a single card from a shuffled deck
and there’s a one-in-fifty-two chance
that you now hold the two of hearts.
all our potential futures that we think exist somewhere
in maybe or one day
and there’s a one-in-fifty-two chance
that you now hold the two of hearts.
all our potential futures that we think exist somewhere
in maybe or one day
Poetry
Issue 48, April 2021
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To Love
Professor Victor Miles, head of the Department of Future Insight at a highly prestigious institution, was to dine with one of his favourite ex-pupils on one particular spring evening.
Carl Werner arrived on the stroke of seven, ever punctual.
Carl Werner arrived on the stroke of seven, ever punctual.
Short Story
Issue 27, July 2019
Issues Archive
H. C. Phillips
H. C. Phillips formally studied physics for a number of years, as the exploration toward the essence of what reality is. Now studies neuroscience, as the extension into what reality is perceived to be. Simultaneous lifelong love of words and stories, as experimentation with all the what-could-bes.
“Magicians and Fortune Tellers,” “No Home-Maker Here” and “The One That Got Away”
pluck a single card from a shuffled deck
and there’s a one-in-fifty-two chance
that you now hold the two of hearts.
all our potential futures that we think exist somewhere
in maybe or one day
and there’s a one-in-fifty-two chance
that you now hold the two of hearts.
all our potential futures that we think exist somewhere
in maybe or one day
Poetry
Issue 48, April 2021
Issues Archive
To Love
Professor Victor Miles, head of the Department of Future Insight at a highly prestigious institution, was to dine with one of his favourite ex-pupils on one particular spring evening.
Carl Werner arrived on the stroke of seven, ever punctual.
Carl Werner arrived on the stroke of seven, ever punctual.
Short Story
Issue 27, July 2019
Issues Archive