At a quarter to midnight, Daisy knocked on her brother’s door and waited with her ear against the wood for a response. It’s been a week since she last seen him step out of his room and the only time she did was his shadow as he rushed to the bathroom to remove days of…
short story At first, I thought I was in between rem sleep and being awake, floating to that place my subconscious has built until winter’s kiss startles me. My eyelids rip apart and the sound of a muffled scream clears. My husband is calling out to me from above my head, but under my feet…
Short Story Somewhere in the future, the time is midnight where the natural glow from the sky has been replaced by dozens of man-made luminescence. With her hands shoved into the pockets of her coat, Basil keeps a steady pace down the near empty city walk until she steps on a sheet of paper….
Whenever I was angry, my mother told me to go hug a tree. I always thought that was her way of saying “go away” since she was one of those type of mothers who would be cold, distant, and often verbally aggressive towards me. When I had a child myself, I didn’t learn a better…
Richard was leaving a shopping center carrying two bags of groceries when he noticed a man about seven-foot-tall, but his height was minimized due to a horrible slouched over posture and a hunch in his back. The man was digging through a garbage inches from his car and pulled out a moldy piece of bread….
