This dream was better than waking.
This dream was better than waking. In it, his father took him fishing at Lake Oconee. They spent hours in their boat,...
This dream was better than waking. I was slim. Looked beautiful in the ivory vintage silk dress Mama had worn herself...
The dream was better than waking. I floated, all the past troubles seeming to dissipate before my very eyes. Luke was...
I always imagined that I'd feel nothing. Instead, I feel everything. Every paper cut, every broken heart, everything...
Heather had never found her talent. The smallest amount of knitting made her arms feel like they'd fall from her sho...
Standing on the edge, my mind was white. No; it was clear. Nothing I had experienced in my 18 years was going through...
Spinning.
Spinning. Spinning. Spinning. That is all she knows now. "You'll become dizzy soon," he whispers in her ear. She smi...
Four minutes away from the burn point, one of the telltales switched from green to red. Tears streamed from my eyes, ...
The room kept spinning for the delicate human. You could tell by the way it swayed in its place on the floor beneath ...
They were trapped for seven days.
They were trapped for seven days. Faced with a myriad of uncertainties, this much Antonius knew to be true. The pangs...
They were trapped for seven days. Aleena tried to hold back the tears as it had been seven days since she had seen th...
They were trapped for seven days. And all he could think about was how stupid and incompetent everyone was. Oh, he c...
She cradled the faun's head.
Feeling like a fool, alone but still wondering how she looked, how she looked to other people. She should just allow ...
She cradled the faun's head and he went to sleep. I had read the final line of the bedtime story about a thousand ti...
She cradled the faun's head. She listened to its soft breath, listened to its complaint, listened its petition. But...
He stood outside the castle, looking in. That little fence was all that separated him from the world of imagination....
Billy was steadfastly unimpressed. "Can we go home now?" he asked. "But, Billy, don't you want to see the top of th...
My throat ached from a barrage of overpriced, fried abuse. My voice was hoarse, having spent most of the day screamin...
It was rather like being a ghost. Vicarious snooping. A social media haunting (stalking?). The only way to keep in to...
It wasn't entirely fair. It wasn't. You knew it wasn't. See that one in the back? She's yours, right? The one ba...
In memory of Sanvee Ali, age 5. He will be remembered in our home and in our hearts.
Lorenzo · Tremain · Overthrow the king
Lorenzo and his army waited outside the city gates, preparing to overthrow King Prime. "How are we going to get in?"...
"Lorenzo, no!" King Tremain howled, his eyes blazing with the flames of anger and betrayal. Lorenzo, a traitor to his...
Tremain's exhibit had been the talk of the New York press, but Lorenzo had resisted all invitations to attend until n...
I tapped the pencil on the desk, each tap with a rhythmic beat. I was creating a song in my head. A voice snapped out...
Mannequin legs hanging from the wall. Nailed by the heels, they create the effect of being suspended in space. I do...
Whose shoes are these? I think I know The feet are disembodied, though I think that she will be displeased To see her...
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway.
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was snowing, freezing her slowly. She continued...
Rain poured down, next to her, the doorway shielding her. She clutched her red gown as she huddled down close to the ...
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was raining, her hair was plastered to her fac...