The Reaper

I listen to your heartbeat in the hallways of the churches that we visited as children, before you ran away. I can hear it in the echoes of the choir as they sing their hallelujahs, conjuring and curling the memories of your smile into smoke from the snuffed candles on the pulpit. Your soul on … More The Reaper

Dreaming Reality

It was the middle of the night when you called me, your voice whispering into the darkness around me from the bright white light of my phone. I didn’t understand why you were whispering, because I live alone, and the phone wasn’t on speaker, and even though it was the middle of the night you … More Dreaming Reality

Six word stories

If you’re unfamiliar with this type of story, Imgur had a great post here that you can check out. Below are some of my own. Many thanks to Rose Craig, my beautiful, wild gypsy friend for urging me to participate with her. Neither mine nor her six word stories appear in the Imgur content above, … More Six word stories

Breathe to Shame

Tank that idea. I’ve been sitting here for hours thinking that there’s not much left – there’s really not – but there is something. Something reminiscent of tar-stained bones and frequented dive bars, all coiled up in your voice. Striking. Eyes light up across the parking lot as the first person comes out onto the … More Breathe to Shame

Imposters

There is nothing in the darkness But smoke and shadows Flickering off the old rooftops of Eerie broken homes Shattered windows the broken teeth In wooden clapboard faces Rotting under the cruel hands Of rain and wind and snow and sun Bearing down like strong words Whispers in a crate Hidden in the attic Your … More Imposters

Hubris

Humanity is a funny beast, rolling over the world like it owns it, as if anything owes us everything, our waves pernicious poisons, devouring everything we contact. We have become the monsters in the night we used to warn our children of, when myths were our bedtime stories, our user manuals, our operational instructions – … More Hubris

Atlas Body

Today the earth shattered. Mine did, at least. I watched my husband leave me and the kids without even a second glance back. I write this without any added dramatic flair. He told us he was leaving. Midas asked if we had done something wrong. My husband had glared at me, his mouth turning down … More Atlas Body