Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

874 stories

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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Fit Enough?
Deoxyribo- (Am-I-really-the-fittest)- Nucleic acid ______ [Extra statutory words]
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
140 Minutes of the Secret Society of Secrets Appraisal-for-Secrets-Release Society — Part 2
Now, the Minutes from last meeting of the Secret Society of Secrets-Appraisal-for-Secrets-Release Society, SSSASRS or, "Scissors."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
139 Minutes of the Secret Society of Secrets-Appraisal-for-Secrets-Release Society — Part 1
Thank you, everyone, for attending this week's meeting of the Secret Society of Secrets-Appraisal-for-Secrets-Release Society — the SSSASRS, or as it's quaintly pronounced, "Scissors."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
138 — Electrostatic Arrogance
There is a Limbo, despite its ecclesiastical decommission. It persists. There's a place for everything, and Limbo still serves a purpose.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
When Natural Selection Flaunts
Selectivity Overspecialization Overachievement --- To meet challenge co-entered by me and Paul.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Sylvester's Luck
Velociraptor Plus hundreds of millions' years Makes a Tweety Bird
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
137 Yes Things and No Things
Yes, things were important to him, but she tired of being his sweet, young thing. He admired things for their beauty, and he admired his fourth wife for hers, but not much else.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Plainer in a Plane Land
Poly lived happily in a 2-D world, her plane of life determined by three points: herself; her husband, Quad; and her little boy polygon, Trap. They were plain people living the plane life.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
136 A Buoy and a Girl
They were lovers. It had sounded so romantic, alone overnight on his sailboat. Anchored for the night, all was cozy in the cabin, replete with a wide bunk of silk sheets.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
135 — Phase 1
"Know what your bitchy neighbor said, Joan?" Joan turned away from the stove. "No, Alexa. You mean Missy Hernandez?" "Who else!" Alexa said, displaying Missy's picture. "You know more than anyone the truth never catches up to the lies. She's told a doozy about you this time."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
A Time and a Place
We still make use of dinosaurs When we put gasoline in cars: The only hungry carnivores Who drive — we don't hunt anymore
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
134 My Brain, Revealed
Scan with a neuro-cephalo-magneto-contrapulator--MY BRAIN, revealed: Dominos, stacked in trails of topsy-turvy predestination, lined up--serpentine--erect and vertical. (Ready to fall, penis allusions otherwise fall short.)
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction