An Alien Land

Inside the small spaceship, the commander barks at his army. “Cover the perimeter. We wait until first encounter to attack.”

Morning in Wichita continues. Light from the basketball-sized hole in the Atkinsons’ dining room wall drifts across the broad pine table, where diagonal burns mark the path of the crash.

3 Replies to “An Alien Land”

  1. You do a great job of contrasting the perspective of the commander and the human audience. But at the end, I’m not sure if I’m supposed to laugh at the tiny aliens or to still feel a bit of apprehension anyway.

  2. I really like the way you drop in the proper nouns to heighten the contrast between the ordinary and the fantastical. It’s a very useful device.

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