It’s Tuesday, October twenty-fifth, and there is a hand on the box in the corner. Continue reading “Hello, Yellow”
Category: short story
Seventeen
This is a story about climbing. Up to the roof where they won’t see, feet on the edge of a cliff, the edge of a cliff on the cusp of the city. Continue reading “Seventeen”
Mirrors
It is seven in the morning, and everything is falling apart. Continue reading “Mirrors”
Hesitate
He broke gaze after thirty seconds, he knew because there was a clock on the wall right behind her head ticking away the hours they had spent there in the dark deciding if they were good for each other anymore. Continue reading “Hesitate”
The Invincible Man
In the corner store, 3501, is where I found him this time. Continue reading “The Invincible Man”
Nobody Gets
It didn’t take much to figure it out, it just fell out Continue reading “Nobody Gets”
A Note On The Docks
I will not be forgotten. Continue reading “A Note On The Docks”
Clawed
It’s not past seven but the day is dark, a slow trickle of rain coming through the window. Continue reading “Clawed”
The Lonely
It was cold out. Not too cold out, but the wind was predictably chill this time of year and everyone knew it too. Continue reading “The Lonely”
Six Chances
It was an inevitability, the crack of a hand across her face. Continue reading “Six Chances”
The Black
It was the kind of thing adrenaline junkies live for, and contrary to what the diving instructors of Acona will tell you, it most certainly was not an urban legend. Continue reading “The Black”
Trying To Lose
It was cold and wet, the sheen from two days of pouring rain still reflecting off the street lamps. Continue reading “Trying To Lose”
Shattered
The one thing he hated more than anything was the sound of breaking glass. Continue reading “Shattered”
21st Century Love Affair
It’s kind of crazy that this is what it’s come to, when all it takes is a small irrelevant “K-Dot” to stump you. Continue reading “21st Century Love Affair”
Just Friends Now
I picked her up from the airport. I had insisted on it even though we were in this weird place, her getting up and leaving for weeks without a word the most obvious of indications. Continue reading “Just Friends Now”
Play House
A big house on a lake, and a boy who doesn’t love me. Continue reading “Play House”