Short Fiction and Poetry

There is something in my mind holding me back from what I wish to achieve, it is simply one desire after another – another goal [...]

The front door says family practice. A pastel-colored waiting room waits for us, and its brightness is upsetting my eyes. [...]

I have seen both sides; Now, I cannot close my Eyes amid this freezing Cold kiss of Death [...]

I remember losing the horizon and everything above it. It doesn’t matter, you’d said, distracted, fixing the plate with silvered salts[...]

A couple months ago, I could navigate these streets in snowshoes. Pull myself forward by jabbing deep with ski poles. That’s impossible[...]

Alex Martel had been a reporter and gardening enthusiast for years and was excited to be heading to a very special place. [...]

When I return from my year abroad  you suggest we take a stroll  along the Isis river behind Christ Church meadows [...]

Ever’body calls me Mother, even them who ain’t no kin to me. I’s born Sadie over in the Meade’s Chapel community and married [...]

The night is a clock without any face, as it spins in cosmic cacophony. [...]

I would hold you closely in the confines of a nightmare We drift towards hollowness not a mention of empty pools of light [...]