Love stories are all I can seem to find. They are everywhere. Like an endless ocean of love, loss, perseverance, fear, excitement, love... and Im alone on a solitary island, unable to swim.Read More
Finally, everything was in sight. I’d enacted my great plan towards victory and now everything was coming to fruition. There was no way my enemy could out maneuver me now!Read More
Raw wood, as opposed to… cooked wood?
Clearly I’m a little stumped by this week’s prompt. And my neighbor is playing Banana Pancakes on his guitar and its distracting me. So, while the prompt is raw wood, today you get to hear about Mr. Guitar from down the hall.Read More
His last breath rattled from his chest. His eyes bore hatred into my flesh. Good. Because I hated him even more. And then his acid eyes dulled and he died. I smiled, a manic laugh escaping me, and then another, until I was laughing like an insane old witch.Read More
Have you ever wanted time to speed up only to find it doing the opposite? Like when you really need to get to work or class, but traffic is horrible and time just seems to drag on, while at the same time passing normally? Or when you just want to go home and unload the groceries so that you can sit on the couch and veg out, but you’re stuck in the checkout line? Well, today, right now that’s me.Read More
Two little birds flit from branch to branch, chirping playfully to one another. They chase each other around the treetop, free as can be. I wish I could be a little bird just like them.Read More
Every day we pass judgement upon the people we hear, see, and meet. We think they must be this and they are that – this and that, of course, representing the labels we give others with no regard for who they all are. Human.Read More
Todays the last day of our annual family reunion weekend. Everyone comes; Aunt Janey and Uncle Bob from Fairhope, Alabama; Cousins Willa and Geena from San Fran; the Grans from Long Boat Key; etc. All 75+ of us spend time catching up, barbuquein’ and pot luckin’, football at the park and ice cream at the beach. But my favorite moment of all is this moment right here. The Picture moment.Read More
I’m writing this letter to you because, simply put, I miss you. But I don’t know exactly what to say. What do you say to the guy you just broke up with to preserve your sanity and health? That’s not to say you drove me crazy. It’s quite the opposite in fact.
Fragile light filtered through the stain glass windows. Oh the stories those windows told… or, more accurately, the stories Granny Agnes spun about the scenes in those windows. I stared at them remembering her energetic voice as she whipped up a new tale every time. Never did one window have the same story twice.Read More
Shadows loom, creep, engulf. Most humans are scared of shadows. They see them and wonder if there is danger lurking, slaking them from under the cover of darkness. But what if I told you that the shadows are a haven. My haven.Read More
“Tell us another one Storyteller!”
“I don’t know little ones. Its getting quite late.”
“Please!” the children pleaded.
“Oh alright, one more.”Read More
Some people call me master. Truth is, I’m still a student. I’m no guru, no leader, no expert. Except of course on the subject of I. Most of my life has been a journey filled with discoveries about I. And the only thing that truly makes me special is that I have payed attention to the lessons I have been taught about I.Read More
It’s always just been me, myself, and I. I’ve been alone for a long time and that has been purposeful. After all, who better to trust and rely on then the one person you know won’t betray or hurt you. And so there was one.
Until I met you, and then there was two.Read More
“Hey, Jen. Lend me a pen.”
“What?” she scrunches up her face at me.
“Lend me a pen, I forgot mine,” I crouch down next to her desk.
“No you didn’t. I saw you using one ten minutes ago,” she scowls.
“Just do it,” I growl softly. “And keep your voice down...Read More
I feel frozen by those icy blue eyes. My limbs have all gone cold and I’m encased in a iceberg named Fear floating in a silent ocean named Shock.
“Lina?” someone’s calling for me but my lips are sealed shut, never to open again.Read More
I’m at the park sitting on a bench next to the playground watching Kisa, my little sister, having fun with the other kids. After punching the daylights out of Patrick Steelston, our history teacher, Mr. Berk, dragged me to the principal’s office – where I was soundly reprimanded and suspended for a week.Read More
I feel my muscles stiffen and lock as my eyes lock with an icy blue pair.
"Hey," he says, fake regret lacing his single word – because he can’t seriously be regretting what he did. If he regrets it then why’d he do it?Read More
I’ve been pacing in front of Lina’s locker since I arrived at school, waiting for her to finally get here. What’s taking her so long?! She didn’t text me all weekend and I’m worried about her. I lean against her locker and sigh as I start at the mingling crowd of high schoolers. A couple of girls walk by giggling and I roll my eyes. Girls.Read More
“No I won’t.”
“Yes, you will. You can’t not. He was doing it to protect you.”
“But he lied to me,” I growl at my best friend who’s leaning on my bed doing her nails while I snack on a candy bar.Read More