I Was A Snowman In First Grade For Halloween
Funny how you think being a snowman is such a good idea with your parents. Your early creativity pumps through you as you help your mom...
The Red Water and the Wine
From the Journal of Bartholomew Harkett The 45th day of Fall’s Last Breath, 209 I rush to Lord Ryven’s side with great haste. For nigh on...
The Day We Spent In Each Other's Company
Lily didn’t breathe much anymore. I tried bringing a few hearts to class once, maybe to make her feel better, but it didn’t work very...
The King Is A Terrible Lay (or the summer my self-loathing took over my sex-drive)
A question posed itself in the black of your room “What do I do that gets you off?” The awful truth.. You don’t. I do. We've been...
Paul's Mind
There was a heartbeat between the moment Paul opened his eyes, and the moment his phone began buzzing wildly on his windowsill. Paul...
Chastity
We all waited for news of the storm, the adults with brows crumpled in worry that what always happened would happen again. The girls were...
Marked By Scars
“It’s scar tissue.” She runs his hand over the lump on her left thigh. It's soft against the muscle under her skin. Just under the lump...
The Ritual
"You're not bulletproof. No one is.” My father spoke these words to me on the night we found out my grandfather had cancer and may not...
Haiku Revelation
I’m in danger right now, as I sip my beer and try to catch your gaze, Your eyes empty with nights high and hot like butter melting...
Thanksgiving
My mother asks For someone to come to the hospital And make-up her face. My sister Karen goes to her. I have to tend to the turkey; ...
