Revision: The Painting
I came to life with the first stroke of your paintbrush; it felt light and feathery over my forehead. When you created me all my senses except my vision awoke. I do not know by what magic I was brought...
View ArticleThe Golden Hour
I push past the door—there’s no point in lingering to read the note she’s left me pinned there above a sprig of rosemary. I know what it says. I know that she doesn’t want to see me, that it’s too soon...
View ArticleThe Singing Bird
A siren stares back at me through midnight water. Her sun darkened complexion is slashed with a bright blend of tangerine and crimson from the last slowly sinking rays of daylight. It...
View ArticlePermission
“He came back into camp again last night,” I said to Dr. Michel as we sat in the supply tent, counting the hypodermic needles and brushing the ants off our legs if they began a scurrying ascent. The...
View ArticleDe Wolf
He stretched out beside me. Touched my face lightly and licked his lips. I groaned and pushed him away. Four o’clock in the morning is no time to wake me. I was in the best part of my dream. The...
View ArticleJust Breaking the Surface
Just Breaking the Surface Norma wiped the kitchen counters clean from the mess she had made cooking baked ziti for dinner. The big house was too silent for her with her son confined to his room for the...
View ArticleTo Matthew
You died on a Sunday. Divine Mercy Sunday. A day of divine forgiveness. It was a heavenly day, too. You know, one of those days where all you taste is sun and green and salvation. Everything is rising...
View ArticleDays of Darkness
The unmoving sun illuminated my exposed body as it stung the top layer of my skin. The intensity of the light prevented my eyes from opening, and I had to squeeze them shut to elude the burning...
View ArticleYou, at the End of the World
The only thing you can count on in life is that in the end, you’ll be alone. Even all those people who died in an instant, in the inferno under the planes, in the cloud of debris during that moment...
View ArticleMemento Spirare
The apparitions staying at Caritas House never remembered who they were, where they came from, or how they arrived. At least, not at first — and after they did, they vanished. Many had been guests so...
View ArticleMillhauser’s “A Change in Fashion”
“Fashion is an expression of boredom, of restlessness. The successful designer understands the ferocity of that boredom and provides it with new places in which to calmits rage for a while.” In “A...
View ArticleMillhauser’s “A Change in Fashion”
Another dress, designed for the wife of a software CEO, rose three stories high and was attached to the back of the house by a covered walkway. “A Change in Fashion,” in true Millhauser style, is...
View ArticleSteven Millhauser “A Change in Fashion”
“Women, who had gradually been disappearing into the hidden spaces of the new style, had at last become invisible” In Millhauser’s “A Change in Fashion”, the popular fashion for women shifts away from...
View ArticleTidbeck, “Beatrice”
‘She says, I had no choice,’ said Josephine. ‘She says you’re holding me captive.’ This story seemed to be simply about a crazy man who fell for an inanimate object. But as we all know, that’s just not...
View Article“Overboard”
They say that red skies in the morning are a sailor’s warning. Unfortunately, that warning doesn’t apply to the Royal Navy. Every man on the ship felt a sense of unease when they woke to red skies and...
View ArticleThe Lethal Curse by Kaiya Taylor
Anna looked around to see families walking around the brightly lit fairgrounds, but she knew that this night would quickly turn into sorrow. She could feel that something was going to go wrong. The...
View Article“Changeling”
I wrapped my scarf more tightly around my neck in an attempt to stave off the November chill. A gust of wind blew rain in my face and I shivered. It had been an unseasonably warm autumn until about a...
View ArticleBarbaric Christmas Decorations
Barbaric Christmas Decorations A little boy, two feet tall, gazed up with wide eyes around at all the sparkling red and green lights, the Snoopy stuffed animals and the tree decorations that...
View ArticleThe Pard
Everybody thinks that when God cast me out, I fell directly from Heaven to Hell. That’s not true. I was able to catch myself on Earth for a time. I was angered both by the fickle nature of the humans...
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