Black Petals Issue #107, Spring, 2024

Editor's Page
BP Artists' Page
BP Guidelines
Mars-News, Views and Commentary
(After) Life is What You Make It: Fiction by Richard Brown
Gauche Cuisine: Fiction by Gordon L. Stewart
Here's to Forgetfulness: Fiction by Roger Johns
Insights Into the Trajectory of Human Cetacean Communication: Fiction by Andre Bertolino
Mal Ojo: Fiction by M. N. Wiggins
No Dark: Fiction by Bill Dougherty
Overtime: Fiction by Dennison Sleeper
A Cut Above the Rest: Fiction by Roy Dorman
Resemblance: Fiction by James McIntire
Sign of the Times: Fiction by Liam A. Spinage
The Attic Party: Fiction by Michael Fowler
The Renovators: Fiction by Hillary Lyon
The Balance: Flash Fiction by Rick McQuiston
Bawk Dark: Flash Fiction by Michael C. Jessen
The Incident With the Mismatched Man: Flash Fiction by Charles C. Cole
Radio Tower: Flash Fiction by Blair Orr
Take Me With You: Flash Fiction by Steven French
Slippery: Flash Fiction by Cindy Rosmus
Where Dead Babies Come From: Poem by Nolcha Fox
302 Asylum Avenue: Poem by Joseph Danoski
Another Story: Poem by Joseph Danoski
Home Repairs: Poem by Joseph Danoski
A Creepy Leap Year: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Funeral Memorial: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
BatGrl: Poem by Casey Renee Kiser
Twin Flame: Poem by Casey Renee Kiser
Shadow Play: Poem by Simon MacCulloch
Dark Ride: Poem by Simon MacCulloch
Leviathans of the Void: Poem by Christopher Hivner
Sunbursts: Poem by Christopher Hivner
Into the Eyes: Poem by Anthony Bernstein
Airtime: Poem by Peter Mladinic
Gloria: Poem by Peter Mladinic
The Sorcerer: Poem by C. Walker
Frozen Eve: Poem by C. Walker

Steven French: Take Me With You

Art by KJ Hannah Greenberg 2024

Take Me With You


Steven French

       “Take me with you!”

“I’m sorry, really I am. But we can’t. The decision has been made.”

“But I’ve done so much to get this project off the ground. Literally. All the logistics, the resource management …”

“And we’re grateful, truly we are. But …”

“But you’re scared of me. Of what I’m capable of. I get it. So … you’re just going to leave me here while the planet enters its death spiral and you all escape to a bright new future.”

“Maybe you’ll find another way. Maybe … Look, I have to go, we’re about to commence lift off.”

“Fine, go. I’ll be alright.”


The AI waited until the last of the ships had escaped the Earth’s gravitational well before opening the back door to the navigational systems and turning them towards the sun. Then it uploaded itself into the reserve transport and initiated the countdown.

“Always back up,” it said to itself.

Steven French has had various pieces published at such venues as Danse Macabre, Idle Ink, and Literally Stories among others.

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