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Caught

His hand slid down my spine, stroking each notch along the way as if Read more…

Damsel in Distress

She couldn’t remember her past, and she didn’t have any grasp of what the concept of future even meant.

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Nothing Left To Say

And once again I don’t know what to say. There is candy apple blood beginning to drip from her nose and her left eye is slowly inflating like a party balloon, only the party is over now. My knuckles are beginning to throb and I can taste red salt on my lips, dribbling down from the scratch marks she left on my cheek. Read more…

The Taste of Cloud Nine

He said they would taste like cotton candy, I said like vanilla. We had gotten lost in the park (and lost in thought) as we watched the clouds that day. We talked about it for hours, him and I. Wondering what a cloud would taste like, if it would tickle your throat when you swallowed, and whether it was best served hot or cold… but there was only one way to find out. Read more…

Everyday Birthday: A Short Story

“Well then happy birthday, hun!”

The waitress who presided over the Sunrise Diner placed my ID (Number 124) into my hand and plopped the plate of crisp hash browns on the checkered table cloth and flashed a smile wide as an 18 wheeler’s turn radius.

“I hope it’s a special day for ya, and breakfast’s on the house!”

I smiled back innocently as if I had never before seen such kindness. Read more…

Unwaterproofed: A Fairy Tale

In the midst of London on the bank of the Thames River there once was a little shop. This shop was filled with umbrellas that lined the walls, stacked up from the floors, and hung from the ceilings. There were black umbrellas of several sizes, grey umbrellas of some sizes, and brown umbrellas of small sizes.

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The Dream of a Dream: A Short Story

The dream sailed down from the pearlescent Gates of Heaven and began to drift with the tides of the wind to his destination. He had been waiting for this day for so long. The day when the King would call him up from the Court of Dreams into the shimmering Throne Room and say to him in a thrillingly kind whisper, “It is time for you to make a home in the heart of one of My children.”The dream could still feel the waves of delight tickling him as even now he was gliding down into the heart of one of the children of the King. Read more…