Jenna took a break from college to attend her despised grandfather’s funeral. She’d been ambivalent about sitting on the pew to give the impression her grandfather conformed… Read more “Indecent Reverend”
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Reward Money
“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”
We’re Done
(Published at Spillwords) The thought of love without himshifts the ground beneath her feet.Whatever he meant, he said it instead.A cool breeze pulls her ponytail southbound,and tears… Read more “We’re Done”
Pity Party
Me, dis-invited?I figured as much.Don’t blame attendees.My affections claw at my sleeve,examining the world over my voice.Settling in your head,ruminating over last night’sbedroom talk.What’s best for usis… Read more “Pity Party”
Faith In Forgiveness
She tells the hours to,but they never leave.What’s a gal to dowhen the leaves screamin blindness through silence?An apology to Godshe can’t do it untilshe knows it’s… Read more “Faith In Forgiveness”
Revenge Over Hair
The jealousy of revengefixed my eyes with distortion.I tripped over brilliant lieshidden behind her green eyes.Secrecy shrouds her long, auburnhair that strings strung along placeswe ate, slept,… Read more “Revenge Over Hair”
Sinister Sunday Drive
Tara enjoyed Sunday evening drives. I was getting sick of driving in the winter chill. Not even the light forecasted snowflakes slapping the windshield could deter us… Read more “Sinister Sunday Drive”
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”
When I knew it was Love
A dream-like state caressesthe part of me that distinguishesthe authentic person I seewhen you shoot me a sultry gaze,tucking your long, dark bangs back behind your ear.A… Read more “When I knew it was Love”
Autumn Gazebo
Guys like me don’t usually do things like this, but I’ve been up since three o’clock, sitting here in the dark, waiting for the brisk October sun… Read more “Autumn Gazebo”
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