She looks at him with nervous eyes and slips out of the knee-length robe into lingerie. In the midst chilly March nights, she shivers and gooseflesh pimples up and down the backs of her arms. She presses her palms lightly to each hip and turns to accentuate her hips. Well? He smiles, not … Continue reading Midnights in March
Charlene took her glasses and laid them across her still-steaming cafe au lait. She looked worse for ware. Hair drawn back in a lazy bun that sagged almost as much as the bags under her eyes. Still, she was far and away cuter than any of the other girls in here. She pulled out an … Continue reading Fffaw #134. Charlene.
As she searched, her movements were frantic. It was well past six. Medication time. Kylo lay on the floor of the kitchen, his paws shaking. He raised white-rimmed eyes at her coming and tried to stand, his long nails refusing to catch on the linoleum. He whimpered and flopped stomach-first to the floor. “Oh, Kylo. … Continue reading Hypodermic Panic
Oh Wendy The four for $4 deal leaves me weak in the knees And my wallet full and mighty Shall I count how I love thee? One magnificent patty between warm buns Two hands full of crispy hot fries Three full-brimmed cups of cherry cream soda And four juicy nuggets, All under five bucks.
He was unlike anything I’d seen before. Passion poured from his eyes and brow, but his fingers refused to submit to wild wants. That was all I saw of him; his further form refusing to reveal itself, leaving both he and I in the white-- of the canvas that is. I don’t know whether … Continue reading The Painting
A small breeze froze the cold sweat on my brow as I tumbled out of my haunting dreamworld. I’d dreamed I’d had no mouth; when I tried to speak I couldn’t. All I could do was growl. I sounded like a wounded animal. Eyes open, my hands shot to my face. I felt my … Continue reading Ceased to exist.
“Hey has anyone see my towel in the last two days?” Moving is a pain in the ass, no matter the distance. Obviously, different challenges arise when you uproot yourself a mile versus a thousand to be sure. Each begin with what’s called the gradual stage. It starts a month out. Non-essentials are … Continue reading Moving Sucks.
Prompt: Write a tragic / heartbreaking goodbye letter. Dear Suzanne, You were my best friend, the love of my life, and my rock for quite some time. You were there when I couldn’t see a future for myself. You helped lighten some of the bleakness in my life, helped fight my depression while … Continue reading Dear Suzanne
Alex was always told that his fear of pool filters were irrational, and yet, the last thing he remembered was slowly sinking further into deep blue chlorine-shocked water. He couldn’t recall if he had been wearing trunks or not. Not that it mattered anymore. The sinking feeling quickly gave way to falling. Then, violent pulling. … Continue reading Alex Drowns and Danny Laughs
It was just for one night. That’s what Heather and the kids said when they brought it into the house. Brought its smell, its unceasing shedding, and that damn lolling tongue. They named it Hermie. I told them not to; that they shouldn’t get used to it. We would be printing out “Lost Dog” flyers … Continue reading Cheers Hermie