Call of the Void
**Content Warning – Contains descriptions of suicide, death and homophobic slurs. I watched you fall off a cliff yesterday. Hands flailing, shock coursing through every fiber of your being. The… Read more »
**Content Warning – Contains descriptions of suicide, death and homophobic slurs. I watched you fall off a cliff yesterday. Hands flailing, shock coursing through every fiber of your being. The… Read more »
“Red aura. You hold a lot of anger inside you.” Madame Sylvia stared into my eyes. I looked down at my shoes like a scolded child. “You know what? This… Read more »
“I like the sound of blueberry scones. What about you, hon?” I ask, but Alice continues peering into her Sconehenge menu with furrowed brows, as if she’s memorizing every item on… Read more »
I wipe a layer of dust off a large wooden box in the attic. It creaks as I open it. A dim light bulb hanging from the roof illuminates its… Read more »
Mrs. Miller tripped on a shoe as soon as she entered her house. She already knew what she would find in the hall as she walked around the minefield of… Read more »
She’s creaming butter and sugar. I’m at her feet with my Legos. She looks down and smiles. Who’s winning now, Greg? I hate Greg. He calls Mom every day. Her… Read more »
I remember our first clandestine meeting. Our forbidden love bloomed under the unabashed red and yellow gulmohar. You thought I was coy, but who can look the sun in the… Read more »
This piece was first published on The Weekly Knob – a publication on Medium. I wanted to write something light and breezy in response to their prompt – Salt Shaker…. Read more »
“Behold, the road less traveled!” Ben pointed to a fork in the trail with a dramatic swish of his hand. Wide and well trodden, the trail on the left was… Read more »
Behind him, the Monterey shore was turning into a distant speck. He stared out into the vast blue ahead. Cold gusts of briny wind slapped his cheeks. He wished he was someplace warm. He could go inside and sit with the others in the galley, but that would mean sitting with Cora.