Each Unconscious Thing You Do
OnHe had come to visit his friend’s farm in the Finger Lakes of upstate New York just for a change of scenery, really. The hectic pace of New York City was starting to bear down on him too overwhelmingly, to the point…
Category: Fiction
Pieces of fiction.
Drabbles: Food
OnCabana He held his squirming four-year-old, who was terrified of needles. “Remember, afterwards we get to go to Taco Cabana!” he told her soothingly. “I want to go to Taco Cabana now! Anyway, why do I even have to get a TV…
Somersaults
OnShe careened down the hill, feet over head, feet over head, pulled into a tight ball of grass stains and denim and purple poodle barrettes. She giggled as she came to a gentle stop on the fluffy grass below. She cartwheeled across…
Sad Cold Fact
OnHe leaned against the bus window, his breath visible on the cold glass. It was one of those early November twilights that pricks everyone with its cold but does not yet carry the threat of snow. Across the river, he could see…
Drabbles: Summer
OnLast Night of Camp It was the last night of camp, and a particularly large bonfire was built for everyone to gather around, toast marshmallows for s’mores and sing camp songs for the last time while the music counselor played her acoustic…
No New Colours
OnThe next time I go looking for my heart’s desire, I won’t look any further than my own backyard. If it’s not there, then I never really lost it to begin with. ~Dorothy Gale, The Wizard of Oz Of course, Samantha Sylvan…
Spring Cleaning
OnHe felt a bit like he was about to be a geologist, digging through sedimentary layers, each a specific epoch. He was rather proud of his usual ability to keep things in order, but the attic was Waldo’s one organizational weakness, the…
Drabbles: Celebrations
OnFloat Independence Day. Her dad had woken her up at 9 for the parade, when the Texas air was already humid enough to cut into thick slabs. Now they were sitting on the curb, the backs of their necks sticky with sunscreen,…
Drabbles: Water
OnRain She was dashing between the awnings, pausing under the brightly-colored plastic, flapping madly in the wind, for protection from the sudden downpour. The heavy, foreboding slate-gray clouds had rolled in out of nowhere, and Main Street was packed with unknowing passersby,…