Before Dinner
‘Tonight will be perfect’, she thought, snipping an errant shoot and placing the bonsai tree on the table’s centre. I will be perfect.
Vignette
The Long Moment
Lucy trembled…
Time to Write
I can’t find the time to write.
The Writer
Doug leans back in his Lazyboy and stretches his arms over his head with laced fingers.
The Good and the Bad
I relish the fine minutia of perfection.
Kitchen Tools
“But what if I hold it like this?” asked Eunice.
It’s All About the Cornbread
Ya see, us here wolves got a bad rap. We ain’t so bad. I tell ya, most of us would rather drop in to Joe’s Diner than trounce through the Woods looking for s...
Benny
Benny walked into my cubicle and his smile vanished. However, my own grin widened. This gag would play out perfectly. My papers were all laid out and askew t...
Mitzy and the Butterfly
And as quickly begun, it was finished. White magic. My little sister. Gone.
Beating the Heat
I took the cool can and placed it on my chest, letting the condensation drip between my breasts.
The Gymnast
The gymnast contorted backwards in artful retroflection, her ribbon efficient in its sparely motion, the structured rules of physics seemingly vandalized in ...
At Night
I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me. I wonder if the wormy sparks an...