White Walls (Flash Fiction)
Every night, I hear a rapping on my window. The sound creeps up into the walls and bears the sound of breaking glass. Each night I turn back over and drift off to sleep to the tap-tap-tap...
View ArticleRemembering Love Past The Patio
I will walk down the street one afternoon years from now and as the sun shines I’ll shield my eyes with my hand and as you walk the other way, you will not remember. Our baby fat will have long since...
View ArticleFrom the First Moment His Eyes Met Hers (Flash Fiction)
Her speech seemed to garble with the sounds of rushing water. Christian could hear what his girlfriend of two months was saying, he could hear, but it didn’t necessarily mean he was listening. There...
View ArticleFinding the Rain: A Short Story About an Ant
It was April, maybe May, who knows? It was noon and the ant didn’t know it but it was going to rain again. When it rained, it would scurry itself trying to pump its tiny legs away from the dreaded...
View ArticleDeath’s Library
We sat at the bar of the library. The smell of pages and red and brown bindings sat patiently waiting to be picked up. Occasionally, a small book, the kind that could fit in your pocket, shouted...
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