Gradually.
Gradually, Houdini slipped out of his handcuffs. He unshackled his legs and wriggled out of his straitjacket. He was ...
Slowly it built, piece by piece. The atoms of its essence compiling line after line, upwards and outwards, exploding ...
"Big wheels keep on turnin'..." Paul's hands beat on the steering wheel in time with Lynyrd Skynrd as he drove down t...
Marvin · Melinda · Answer the phone
I am Luciana "Answer the phone" My boyfriend Marvin shouted across the room. My life was horrible. Being the boyfrien...
Marvin lunged towards the stand upon which sat an old, analog phone. He almost made it. Melinda tackled him from be...
He was lucky when he found that nickel in the bushes, that'll show up again later. But it wasn't luck that brought hi...
Once upon a time there was a bug who wanted to live on my finger. I called the little fella over and asked him to sta...
It was a swarm. They were trying to get in. Surrounding the house. I was running frantically throughout the house, ma...
He didn't know what to say. No one did. It had never landed on anyone's finger before. The fabled winged bug, unlike ...
"Wait, so he hit you?"
"No. He didn't." I hid the bruise on my face with veiled hair. I didn't want to admit the truth. It was harsh. "Then ...
"Wait, so he hit you?" "Yes, but it's not what it seems. He's been really stressed at work. He swore it would never h...
"Wait, so he hit you?" “No, I told you. He whispered just before I woke up.” I had already told the story a couple ...
When I was 12, I went to sea.
When I was 12, I went to sea. I was on my father's ship for 6 months and 4 days when i caught a glimpse of her. I ...
When I was 12, I went to sea. Don't ask me which. I don't know. It was sometimes blue, and it was sometimes green. ...
When I was 12, I went to sea. I went to sea to see the sea. I had yet to see the sea until I was 12. Then the sea I s...
I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...
I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...
The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...
Giving in wasn't an option.
I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...
Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...
Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...
Vanquished.
Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...
Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...
Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...
I jumped.
The wind whistled around me, caressing me like i was its lover. Its icy touch leaving trails of fire all over my skin...
i jumped off the bridge and hit the water. OK, so i didn't judge the height of the bridge or he depth of the water, b...
You could use a little direction, said Junie to Sam. They were sitting cross-legged in the wood chips on the playgr...
The year was 1986.
The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...
The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...
The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...