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Rafe gave the newcomer a friendly smile that didn’t reach his eyes and then returned to swabbing the bar top. Wrapped in a trench coat with a fedora pulled down over one eye, the slight woman came in out of the night. “What can I get you, sweet—“ Rafe met the woman’s eyes and his…
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On the edge of a mining town Jackson and Josh’s mom’s SUV squealed to a sudden stop as a lizard of some sort raced across the road. Caleb crashed from the backseat onto the floor. “What the hell, man!” Caleb shouted. His almond-shaped eyes grew wide as he took in the scenery. An ocean of…
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Plates clatter on the dining room table. Chairs scrape across the oak floors. Cousins laugh as they race around the sofa. Pat and Pearl drive down the highway. Mary Grace sets down the turkey. Uncle Joey applauds and loosens the belt on his favorite stretchy pants. Little Sophie kicks Taylor under the the kids’…
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“She had two legs when the ambulance took her from the house!” “What am I supposed to do! She had one leg when they admitted her.” Bradford turned in the direction of the raised voices. He turned to head nurse Selina. Selina didn’t look up from her report but quirked an eyebrow that meant she…
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“Danny, Danny, over here, Danny,” Em hooted. The movie theatre swaddled me in darkness. The air was close with the smells of buttery popcorn and anticipation. This is it, yet another long awaited blockbuster of two dimensional comic books turned into two dimensional action heroes. Juggling the sodas and snacks, I crept down the red…
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Three days left of Inktober and then because I’m a girl who likes a challenge, Flash NaNo. FlashNaNo is a writing challenge where you get thirty days of flash fiction inspired prompts and you write each day. And in more exciting news this November I will share each and every one of my pieces on…
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My new flash fiction piece, “Cut,” will be published in the upcoming spring edition of The Toho Journal!
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“How are you?” Suddenly, an everyday walk from my cubicle to the copier flipped into an unexpected conversation with my coworker. Her question stymied me. Lately, I go through my days on auto-pilot keeping each moment as busy as possible to not have a chance to think too much. How am I doing? I thought…
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With lime green floral shears, Lori cut the tight, twisted rubber band from its colorful bunch of flowers. Blood orange cosmos, blue-violet columbines, lacy fern fronds rained down into the kitchen sink. Snip, snip, snip, with quick, efficient motions Lori cut each flower stem diagonally. The warm sun rested on her bent shoulders. With…
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I wake up to screaming. High pitched, blood-curdling squeals—almost like a child’s cry—fill my bedroom raging in through the open window. Blindly I run out of our bedroom across the hall to the stairs. The screaming races from the front yard whips along the side of the house and rushes into the backyard. Frantically I…
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