How we can outperform others in an interview to get jobs Our sundae spilled over glass travertine tiles milk chocolate froth slipped in a steady stream pronounced on his white shirt a blotch how ridiculous it’ll look he thought for his pending interview in full public view Fahrenheit flaring we did our best to sink out of…

The last nightcap before lights out Her phantom hand-tipped, black ink spreading over the edges flat No delineation, between up or down, of land or sky her hidden disguise has a ploy, like the Trojan Horse of Troy ribbons of cars creep forward in this surreal theatrical space meandering over crested hills, speeding up…

Connection in our isolation — I hear the leaf blower stirring up the last fallen leaves By the time I drive out to my verge, it's clean Late nights I come home to my unlit porch Borrowed ombre light skips over my neighbor’s fence Pooling in wait, yearning for my return At the click of my security door My last…

Because I disagreed with him using derogatory name-calling in his title That’s not to say I always agree It’s okay to not People come here with their perspectives Life; we all have our slots Authors write of their fear Reactive emotional pleas Often the more irrational argument Turning heads with…

Serial fiction story It had been a painful journey so far, crossing the t’s and dotting the lower case j’s, as they say, sighed Annie. If she had to examine her life with him, the ambiguity of always having one foot in and the other out was soul-destroying. Her answer…

Serial fiction story Not everyone was silenced. One single fearless mother decided she was over this limitation in her life. For once, she was going to get to the bottom of this chaos brought on most mornings. Even if it meant gouging the eye of those regal toff big wigs…

Serial fictional story Her kitchen sink, bathed in the winter's sun, has been Annie's favorite spot to get no work done, so she could engage in meditative stillness — the acts of finding gratitude. Through the nose, breathe in four breathes, out six breathes, and hold for a short bit…

Thinking and the fall from thinking Life falls from different corners escalators that take you up in wealth-love and lifts that capitulate to broken cables plummeting to the basement floor it’s dizzying the talk on our net entice to keep trying learning and moving around our faulty stories traumas and dispositions ebb and flow growing…