“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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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”
Tears Over Miscommunication
Tears from Anna’s eyesstream salt to her lips.Whatever I said,I meant only in my head.Sobs and shakes drawchills the length of her spine.I calculated an overstatementof cheap… Read more “Tears Over Miscommunication”
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”
Hannah Is A Keeper
The pavement sizzled with lust.I felt the sweat on my brow,bringing me back to summer.I siphoned enough heartacheto rescue the brokenhearted.I plugged my ears.It’s too early to… Read more “Hannah Is A Keeper”
Unlikely Mourners
Don’t pretend I didn’t see yousitting on a hard beige pew,laughing at Amber’s funeralbehind sarcastic eyes, maintainingunbreakable white lies,leaving a black rose on her casket.You kissed me… Read more “Unlikely Mourners”
The Unemployed Catch
I sat over a cigarette and a local newspaper at the kitchen table. I was going over the classifieds. I shifted my notepad and glasses and reached… Read more “The Unemployed Catch”
Overreacting
“Oh, so you think I’m cute when I’m angry, do you? Well, get ready because I’m about to get gorgeous,” Dakota said, pressing her finger into my… Read more “Overreacting”
Murder for You
(Revised) “Do you have any idea what time it is?” Mary said through crinkled eyes, cracking the door. “Besides, you’re not supposed to be here. It’s over,… Read more “Murder for You”
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