“It doesn’t matter what it costs,” he said, smiling broadly. “You deserve it.” He returned the smile but...
Surrender
She had mental tasks to knock off her list before she left the house with her Golden retriever,...
Glow
I’m a few days behind, my bad. It’s been one of those weekends where time doesn’t exist and...
Erupt
“You don’t look so good,” she stated. The sweat pooled in the small of his back, warming the...
Decay
I’m keeping this prompt thing going in February! Only this time, my writing exercises are influenced by the...
Academic Decommitment
I had been with XXX for almost three years. As far as I knew, I had no enemies...
The Song in My Head
If there’s one thing I am proud to share with my fellow Americans, it’s the automobile. No place...
Requiem for a Fallout Shelter: The Poetry Anthology
Closed In I chose this space. I chose this time. I chose this movement. I chose this shape....
Requiem for a Fallout Shelter
It was a ludicrous assignment. Claire Peyton, the entertainment columnist for the Mountain Valley Daily News, knew it....
Paralyzed
“Honey, there’s something I have to tell you,” Gavin Matthews said gravely. Catherine – his wife of fifteen...
The Seduction of Francesca Miller
I won third place at the 2002 Modesto Junior College “Celebration of the Humanities” contest with this story....
Build God, Then We’ll Talk
She looked at him pointedly. Then, amidst the fervor of the green room of the Empire Ballroom, he...