Short Fiction and Poetry

A crunchy peach separates perfectly. No stringy pulp is left in the craggy pit. [...]

Declan had been alone when he saw the doe and fawn in the forest. His friend had gone on about some secret cave in the nearby woods [...]

As tear-away tongues lash out From black cats that spew and spout A witch-hat is like the top of a house With cobwebs and a quiet mouse [...]

Maddie liked to chew her hair yet no one liked to watch her do it. Feels right, she’d think to herself before blurting it out loud [...]

Commotion came from every direction. Even the lights seemed loud. The city buzzed like it was hiding something. A secret. [...]

The sky was hazy. The sun shown straight down from above, piercing through the upper sky until it fairly burned [...]

It was the year we went decimal, the year of Apollo 14 and My Sweet Lord. It was the year Foxy Rogers didn’t come back to school. [...]

If anyone in Htou’s village had been familiar with the scientific method, they might’ve said she had a scientific mind. [...]

Let’s just say that nothing matters within the matter and that the chokehold of life is really a cloud that never knows [...]

Most families have one, apparently. A person who is concerned with the visits, upkeep and well being of the family graves.[...]