May 24, 2018
«Come in» I told death. «You suit it well. I’ll let you claim it. »
I stepped aside as it swiped the house, choking it, sticking its fangs in the walls wit...
February 6, 2017
It’s strange how easy it is to remember the smallest details. The smell the grass bled under the blades of the mower. The woodpecker. The black and brown...
Slowly, she closed her eyes and her weight disappeared. In her veins, light and serene, the blood stream turned dark marine blue.
Underneath her, the water...
I should’ve stayed.
The oaks in the yard hummed that day, and aspen poplar fuzz carried their whispered innuendos to the blue sky. In the old car, Dean Mar...
August 4, 2016
As promised, here is the vignette still so very fresh on the 101 Words site. Go see this post here!
She didn’t remember much of her father. All...
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