The Woman in White
Angeline watched from her chair on the beach as the woman in white appeared to glide down the dock. The frail woman’s dark hair fluttered behind her in the light breeze that danced over the ocean....
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He knew it hadn’t been there a moment ago. He had only turned away from the old oak tree for a moment, to yell at Jeremy. Jeremy was a tattle-tale, running off to their mother when Kyle had only pushed...
View ArticleThe thing that stole Jeremy’s brother
Jeremy’s legs grew sore as he sprinted down the familiar path between his home and the elementary school. He could see the flag pole, empty on the weekends, and he slowed down. His eyes scanned the...
View ArticleInside.
Only a moment before, he had been in his backyard; now Kyle was in this room with a domed ceiling and bright red walls. He turned in a circle to take in his new surroundings. The room he was in was the...
View ArticleThe Woman in White (continued)
She pushed herself to the surface. Her wet hair stuck to her face as she looked around frantically, but all she could see were the rolling waves, the dock now several feet away, and the horizon where...
View ArticleThe House-cleaner and the Author
Photo courtesy of Cameron D. Garriepy Luke hadn’t moved from the spot on the grass for almost twenty-five minutes. He was lying with his face towards the impossibly blue sky. She couldn’t see them from...
View ArticleThe House-cleaner & the Author (continued)
Photo courtesy of Mandy Dawson. Used with permission. (Previously) “Oh, I’m sorry Mr. Russo. I just forgot to toss the dishrag in the laundry room.” She scooted past him and tossed the rag through the...
View ArticleThe Woman in White (continued x 3)
Photo courtesy of kelly.sikkema. This photo has a Flickr Creative Commons Attribution License. (Previously) Angeline stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in her blue bathrobe. Without...
View ArticleInner Ninja (#100wordsong)
Fists clenched, she raises them and slows her breathing. In through the nose. Out through the mouth. Her eyes flicker to the bulky and misshapen figure in front of her. Her pupils dilate to adjust in...
View ArticleThe Woman in White – 4
(Previously) Image via Kit-cat.com Jack followed Angeline into the kitchen, where she offered him a seat at the small table. She retrieved a second mug from the cabinet above the stove and filled it...
View ArticleDancing robots
Gloria watched the pink robots dancing, gliding around the quad as if their metal feet weren’t touching the ground. They were graceful like ballerinas en pointe. They were nothing like the clunky heaps...
View ArticleThe Woman in White – 5: The jilted bride of Lake Richmond
(Previously) Image courtesy Mandy Dawson. Used with permission. The Carlisles lived in the white manor on the hill overlooking Lake Richmond. Robert Carlisle had it built as a wedding present when he...
View ArticleMillie’s Tavern (Akira)
Akira wanted to go out last night. She wanted to dance, to drink, to feel normal again. When I came home from work, she was ready to go. I walked in to find her dancing in front of the bathroom mirror,...
View ArticleCross Cutting
We had been hanging out with each other on a regular basis for a few months when I invited Akira over to my apartment. She arrived twenty minutes late, and I had begun to think I’d read the signals...
View ArticlePrismatic
Akira’s emotions are a kaleidoscope as we tumble through the days. This morning she was pink hearts, donning the pink wig and a smile as we met friends for breakfast and she ordered chocolate chip...
View ArticleBack Story (Akira)
Akira’s parents have been married for forty years last May. She doesn’t hear from them often, but when she does it’s enough to bring even her best moods to crippling depression. Their dreams for their...
View ArticleIn the garden
It was the flutter of wings that captured Emily’s attention. She had been toddling about the chrysanthemums and lilies as her mother worked in the dirt nearby. Her mother pushed the dirt around with...
View ArticleFruit.
via Mandy Dawson It wasn’t the wrap-around porch, the high ceilings, or the expensive furniture Katherine loved most about the home she shared with her husband. It wasn’t the two-car garage,...
View ArticlePUBLISHED
Poking my head out of the pit of depression to share some news that is trying to put a smile on my face. Precipice, Volume 2 was released from the clutches of its amazing editors this morning. I have...
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