Taking a Stand (99 Words) True, Aunt Cecily was older, but that didn’t necessarily make her wise. Emmy knew she was dead wrong. The hard part was saying so.
Little Light The lights were beautiful. Every year the clan gathered to see them, the mysterious glowing orbs that some said were the souls of the departed communing with them like angels. Grayse found Peepa at the top of their favorite tree. She panted as she climbed, scolding the little bird under her breath.
The Heist (193 Words) There’s something about a market in the early morning. Very little traffic, few passersby. The smell of humidity under the slow-rising sun. Pam glanced at her watch. It was a quarter past six in the morning. Soon they would be here. “What’s taking them so long?”
When You’re Older (309 Words) He had never eaten so earnestly, so desperately. Warm butter slid between his fingers and over his knuckles, and the juices oozed hot from the slab of meat, bathing the fresh baked loaf in rich steaming flavor. Sensation had left him save that of the delicious goodness in his mouthContinue reading “When You’re Older”
To L– How often is it said that life’s a dream And we the leaf-light drifters in its wake Who spin by winds on ripples made of “seems,” The visions Heaven breathes for our soul’s sake: A world caught in a water-drop we see That shines for one brief moment like a star Within thisContinue reading “To L–”
Hard Logic (32 Words) The full horror of my situation, reaching up for his hand from the pit, only hit me when he spoke.
Once upon a time, there was a man called Job. And one day, Job bought a lottery ticket. Now, Job did not do this thing because he was a lazy or a greedy man. Job simply felt, as many do, that he should be provided for without having to labor and earn his breadContinue reading “JOB: A FAIRY TALE OF GOD, SATAN, AND US”
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I will see cherry blossoms today dancing lightly in the April breeze crenellated puffs of softest pink jostling, welcoming, anticipating meetings under the arch-browed branches: where petals scamper round the feet of once deplete, now wealthy hearts surfeit with delight not won, but given in sweet abandon from…
Mr. Rat and Lady Moth Said Mr. Rat to Lady Moth “My Lady Moth, pray don’t be wroth— Well do I know I am below Thy fair and free society— Yet of your wingèd majesty There is one thing I beg of thee; One plea I tender for my life— I beg that you willContinue reading “Mr. Rat and Lady Moth”
Mr. Roe Ellie looked so stricken that Tommy was afraid to leave. Although they were ghosts, invisible, there was still agency in that spirit that it was best not to leave unguarded. Ellie’s eyes burned as she leaned over the bed where her husband-in-life lay. The room was stifled with sickness, but a cold breezeContinue reading “Mr. Roe”