The middle-aged man left his breakfast and wife at the table to go smoke a cigarette on the front porch. He didn’t have the urge, but in the…
The dad and his son had just been seated at the booth. The waitress asked them if they’d like anything to drink. The dad…
In seventh grade I fucked up Jeremy so bad my knuckles were probably as swollen as his eye. Jeremy was the scrawny white boy who…
A boy slinked himself around the house corner, carefully planting each step to prevent any sound.
A throbbing heartbeat deafened his ears.
He approached the door of an old, beaten building, something which felt more like a prison to him than anything else.
Charles 3 sat upright on the bench with his hands folded, waiting in his cell for the police officer to lead him to the court room. The…
I engaged with Francis Pedraza in conversation yesterday and, as usual, it should have been recorded for the content was invaluable. Fortunately, God has gifted humans with something called memory.
“Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the triumph of principles.” — Ralph Emerson
I have finished reading Self-Reliance by Ralph Waldo Emerson. After reading such a work of art, I obviously have thoughts to share. Here they are.
Dear Skyler,
You can do it. You can write. Just because you write a story, poem, essay, or journal but do not see immediate results does not imply you are unable to function within the craft. Do not consider the skills of others. Sure, there are people in your classes who…
Home, the man laid on his mat.The nurse sat in the corner.He mumbled, stumbled.At last he grumbled, Mom, please.
His mother leaned over him.I can’t stay, she said.She kissed him on his…
The spider, gray with dark stripesAnd spiny legs,Silent on the wall.
My finger, long and thick,Pointed at the spec — Hesitates…
