The walls bulge and crease, rounding in toward you, pressed by fists unseen. You cower behind the overturned frame of your tiny bed, desperately wishing for a way out of the cell. Before the walls - which roll and quiver, ever in sight though you try to look away - before the walls began to [...]
Cars swirl and spin around her where she huddles in the road. Tires squeal on the damp asphalt, moving the heavy frames of their chariots through the night. In a dance - ballet- spinning wheels and emotion full insides, all plummeting from lane to lane. An opera of motion, all seconds from crushing her in [...]
You don't get to tell Me what I am, who I am or should be You don't get to choose Anything for Me if in Your days You wonder how and why things could have been remember how You also never cared to know Me then.
I wrote this story as a rough concept for an anthology a while back, but never sent it in. It's been sitting in my Dropbox for a while now, ignored and needing attention. It's still pretty rough, but I hope you'll enjoy it. She sits on the curb in the alleyway, knees to her chest. [...]
The glass stretched smooth and dark between us, but I could clearly see her face. Her features twisting as she tilts her had to peer back at me. The surface is blurred, fogged by our combined breath. I wipe it away with my right hand, and she wipes at her cheeks with her left. The [...]
This story was my contest entry for Fictional Black Ink's 2015 Halloween Flash Fiction Contest, for which I received Honorable Mention. Check out the details here and read the winning entry! It's really good. I sat on the curb, alone. It was three days before Halloween and already the streets were lined with broken gourds, [...]
She set the bundled infant into the hole she'd dug to the side of the path in the empty park. Her friend sat behind her, balanced on the handrail, feet swinging. "This is stupid. And probably illegal." "Like you know anything baby babies, Manda." The young mother smiled sweetly at her son as she tucked [...]