5:56, Don pulls up into his driveway and sighs with relief. He made it on time before 6 p.m. Never did he imagine as an adult he'd have a curfew, but its now part of life and it maybe for the better. 5:57, he walks to the front door and suddenly hears a high-pitched terrible… Continue reading 6 PM
Short Story I take a deep breath and say my truth. The chest of my parents, Bernadette and Matthew raise as their eyes grow wide. This is me and they’re are not too happy at my always-been, but new to them identity. I can’t believe they never suspected their daughter to be a lesbian. Sometimes… Continue reading Spewing Tar
Short Story Speak to me in my love language and nothing else. Denver woke up to the warm glow of the sun peering through silk curtains and a bouquet of roses on her nightstand. Right away her eyebrows furrowed, but that expression diminished when her mouth watered at the savory smell of bacon. He's up… Continue reading LOVE LANGUAGE
This story was hard to write. I wanted to challenge myself on creating something off an image and when I saw the young woman, I instantly fell in love with her. She reminded me of everything natural and beautiful.
At the bottom of the rabbit hole is a blue light full of peace, once fulfilling Cali with a sense of serenity. Now, she digs her nails in the moist dirt that encircles her. She is weak, arms quaking as she uses what little strength left to reach the top. She tells herself not to… Continue reading Climb Cali
