The spliff flared and hissed at midnight, lighting up Joel’s sharp features. He passed the butt to another hand hard as his own, exhaled, and pushed the swing back. The chains were icy in his fingers, but the pain felt good. Continue reading
Flash (<101 words)
Finally
She smiled, waiting for the bell to ring, backside leaning against the desk, hands folded in her lap. She said nothing, no longer irritated by the heads bent over ill-concealed cellphones. They waited for release, too. Continue reading
Kitty Haiku
Workouts feel so great
When they’re finally over.
Snuggling cat agrees.
Spelling Lesson Number 2
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Just like that, Kevin sneezed and knocked her sideways. The whirling contents cradled in her palms clumped and spilled sloppily forth. Lightning exploded. Snow became ice. Continue reading
The Hundred Acre Wood Goes Dark
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Family, friends and relations were spread all about the warren’s floor, bellies pooched upwards, at the insistence of their innards. The holiday feast, so successful, meant that nobody had energy enough to grab the remote and turn on the football game. “Oh my!” they all sighed. Continue reading
Deep in The Wood
Short tales from The Valley of the Trolls
Natalie was born in Enoch Bunch’s trailer bed, a-way pas’ midnight, under a rare third moon in chill October. Or maybe she was left there. Continue reading
Free Woman
It shimmered in the oven: double the fruit, delicate lattice work across the top, pattern broken once by carefully cut leaves, light glaze over the whole thing. She smiled, satisfied. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 