“This cup of cold coffee is barely keeping me awake,” Sandra said, yawning with her hands planted firmly on the steering wheel. Sandra glanced over, then returned… Read more “Reward Money”
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The Invitation
Mark is the black sheep of the family and thinks the government monitors cell phones, so he never called. But when Ben receives a letter with an… Read more “The Invitation”
Say What You Want to Say
Shades of shadows blend with an unforecasted gust rattling the living room windows as Vera enters the house, the door slams behind her. Goosebumps poke through her… Read more “Say What You Want to Say”
Reflection
Are you still debating whether you like what you see?I can’t say that I blame you.Cracks from plunged bloody fists hide distorted lines under your eyes.I see… Read more “Reflection”
Officer Talking A Man Out Of Committing Suicide. Eight Years Later, Now Father Of Two, Gives The Officer An Award At The American Foundation Of Suicide
I scrolled over this post on my Reddit feed. With all the bad news in the world, this touched my heart. Officer Talking A Man Out Of… Read more “Officer Talking A Man Out Of Committing Suicide. Eight Years Later, Now Father Of Two, Gives The Officer An Award At The American Foundation Of Suicide”
Paralyzed by Indecision
I stood, hands clasped around a mug amid a mid-December winter wind with a warm cup half full of seventeen-year-old dreams tucked inside seventeen-year-old lies. Absent a… Read more “Paralyzed by Indecision”
I’m Listening (Biting My Tongue)
I speak too much,hanging my head in disgust.My cheeks blush with lust.My mouth sealed shut.So that not even the trees could hear me screamwhat’s to be of… Read more “I’m Listening (Biting My Tongue)”
Are We There Yet?
Driving a conversation home — on roads unknown, we roam, following curves and narrow straits, streets, and words that cut like glass, we debate the better part… Read more “Are We There Yet?”
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