Oh lord, my #1 schnauzer girl! I found your sister at the back gate the other day, which had swung open upon the Wide & Wondrous World, as she stood at the very edge of the AC pad staring down a rabbit not more than 10 feet away. Were i...
For Your Review: Wendy the Whippet submits a snippet of her WIP.
“What did you say?” Zoë kept her composure as angry faces closed in around her. She had seen bulky, nondescript club dwellers when she and Ben entered the End of the Line...
Previously...
Dreaming has returned along this sordid road. Everyone is running toward the right. Stand still to absorb the light. Might I imply that when you look up into the sky, staring back atchya are my beseeching eyes? Have it bo...
Mind the rafters! It's not riches this girl is after. An archetype wants to get inside your head. Live the qualities of The Modern Woman and rely on your own piece of mind / acre of light / what's wrong with always being right? You just...
It wasn't the healthiest pastime to cultivate, but Mary developed an obsessive infatuation with the driver of the #63 she rode every day to work. The bus driver's name was Frank Reynolds, and he grew orchids in a hothouse he built in hi...
I wear above-the-knee skirts for those who can't. Stay in my lane? Ha! We don't need no stinkin' lanes. But every so often a cattle chute is useful. Hey, baby. Your authenticity is showing.
Previously..."Memories are sneak thieves. Pity the spirit that believes a single one of them." Darla remembered a withered face with kind eyes that spoke those words to her when she was in a bad way. Not so much a down-on-her-luck way...
Sometimes I forget when I was five, I figured out happiness is found in the Now.
During my elementary school matriculation, a variation on the Theresa-daydreams-during-class comment was added by a helpful teacher's hand at the bottom ...
Zoë knew there was no place like home. Its foundation was built with love, and each story was dedicated to the protection and safety of this generation, and the next. Tucked back in the foothills of a forgotten forest, security cameras...
Shirley's eyes filled with tears when I told her I couldn't stay. The home she built for us was cozy. It had all the necessary comforts for two. It just wasn't where I was supposed to be. I wouldn't trade the days spent listening to Sh...
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