Swing.
My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...
I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...
she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...
As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...
The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...
I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind.
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...
Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...
Outnumbered.
by the time the cops can, I sneaked into an alleyway to avoid the cops but as soon as I ran around the corner of a ra...
Outnumbered. Jezebel stands on the ledge, hands fluttering up and down the slick chains. Outnumbered. She tries to br...
They were outnumbered and they knew it. J'nox lifted his six-shooter as he and his comrades prepared to defend the he...
She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...
Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...
My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...
I step back and look. It seems complete. Ms. Johnson comes over and looks at it. She barely glances before saying, "...
He stared at his reflection in the water for a long moment. He studied his eyes (the same dark brown that they had al...
The world was so close to perfect, he hated having to point out the flaws to the designer. It was his least favorite ...
Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
Down six steps and under the fire escape. Don't knock on the door, follow the hall to the end. Go through the curt...
He had her in his sights. The moment he saw her, he zeroed in on his prey. Her grace, her beauty... she stood apart f...
Holographic women are all the rage. Easier than humans to be around. No talking back or gorging on chocolates to ruin...
There was blood on my pillow.
"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...
There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...
Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...
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...