Short Fiction and Poetry

but I can’t think about it now coz the sun is shining like a well-polished shoe and life assumes a different rhythm on the weekend [...]

Squiccus hums in low, rhythmic tones and the chipmunk’s breathing slows. With gnarled hands, Squiccus pets the disheveled fur [...]

I was never told the difference between control and love and how the two can be split apart like conjoined twins [...]

A cycloptic bluebird drops social chyme into dependent beaks. They snap and chat, eager to swallow the virus of their dead [...]

That is exactly what he said. “You can’t get a better view than this. Come see.” [...]

I only allow myself to weep when I’m in the shower. Exposed and completely vulnerable [...]

I had been going to yoga courses for a few months and was really enjoying the benefits [...]

She awoke draped in transparency. The cemetery was wandering across her mind like a nightmare in a shadow box [...]

Humans have ever exalted butterflies for their beauty and imperial majesty. But touch one, and you risk destroying it [...]

“We have to cross here. We can’t walk by pansy house.” I looked at Marlene. “Pansy house?” “It’s a bungalow down the block [...]