At times, seeing mom felt like a chore, our dad encouraging it through a twisted type of parental coercion, so that we Read More
Browsing Tag
short story
My eyes launched back and forth between the center console and dashboard of my car. I nearly lost sight of the road. Read More
This story is in the process of being edited and resubmitted for consideration to be published as a “reprint” in another journal. Read More
Rainfall penetrated my skin, each droplet like a myriad of daggers. Death teased as a sudden gust of wind, the misty blades Read More
In our bedroom, darkness welcomed silence. I would stare out of the window into the neighborhood lights emanated by its street lamps, Read More
They sped a derelict car through a bleak road entangled by perched autumn trees, limp branches reminding them of their dejection—dangling for Read More
When it poured outside, gloom slowly struck my father like a chisel knocking against his finely tapered temples. I imagined it, every Read More
Play dead, Ian says. Keep the Go-Pro rolling. A bear attack? Let’s incite one and then play dead. We’ll go viral. Proximate Read More
In times of life-and-death, nobody quite grasped the concept of “be quiet.” But for us, it didn’t matter. My peers panicked, whimpered, Read More
The sun vanished long ago. A dim street lamp revealed through our blinds what little solace I found in a world of Read More