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DethronedAs a ten year old girl, Tether-ball was my game of choice. I played it hard and I played it well. Moments into the game I was in control. …

Another Night Fishing“Do you really have to leave?” she whispered, almost whined in his ear. / “Yeah, I gotta go.” He kissed her on the cheek and gave her bum …

The Morning AfterIt was one of those mornings when I question if I have any common sense at all. My girlfriends always insist it will be great fun. Yet, wi…

For RentThe sign said “For Rent”. Suitcase in hand, Marna marched herself up the front walk and rang the door bell. / A grandmotherly woman answer…

Decisions, Decisions“Will you PLEASE shut up?” / “Huh?” / “You’re making too much noise.” / “I’m reading.…

Bad Dreams“Will you PLEASE shut up! She’s trying to sleep.” / “Shhhh! She’s starting to drift off..” / “I don’t care! I need to ta…

Everyone Said SoEveryone said he was a nice guy. His co-workers. The people at church. Her family. Even the mayor and town council. If you met him, yo…

Find the PhoneThe phone rings in the middle of the night. And rings. And rings. I try to answer it, but can’t find it. My hand flops around the …

The TaskThe task before her was monumental. Daunting. Frightening even. Yet, it was required of her. She had to complete the task to be a succe…

White LieFlash Fiction challenge—“It’s times like these”

Too Much Fabric SoftenerWe were just standing at the front of the restaurant waiting to be seated when I heard my mother’s quiet gasp. Puzzled, I turned to …

Cry For Help“Help me, please!” my brain implores from deep within my skull. / From behind the hardened walls escapes its only desire. / No place is f…

Old TraditionsEvery year the same. He hated it. The calendulas, the velas, the pictures of the departed, the sugar calaveras, favorite foods. / Traditi…

Welcome The DarknessIn the dark she sat. In the dark and in the corner. On the floor. Knees to her chest, head on her knees, hands on her head. In the dark…

Red, Swirly and PointedAlien fingers? How the hell would she even know what alien fingers look like? / “Daddy,” she continued, “everyone knows that Alien Fingers…

Jay WalkingThe layers of smoke filled the room like waves of a dirty, dusty fog that the wind could never quite blow away. It didn’t keep me fro…

TrustShe had trusted him. Yet, for the fourth time this week, on the same bridge, there he was with him. Sharing secrets. Her secrets. Secr…

Calling“She promised she would call.” / In the darkness of the night, in the room with no view, he tossed and turned still wondering if she would …

Summer VacationYou know what I’d like to do? / I know you’re not a mind reader, silly. That’s why I’m going to tell you. / I̵…

Not Just YetBlasted. There she was. Concentrating on the difference between sweet potatoes and yams. It had been 12 years since we had spoken. I ha…

A Walk in the WoodsBut the darkness swallowed up her words and held on to her tighter still.

Maybe Once Upon a TimeNo, I won’t open my eyes. As long as they are closed the day, the struggles, the issues do not exist. Allow me to stay here, curled…

Forgiveness Is A ChoiceDoes it matter that he never whispered an apology to me? No. I made a choice to forgive my son no matter the situation.

The BattlefieldThe battle has begun. Another day of trying to outwit the others that are out there searching for me. Calmly I try to review the plan of …

Despise This DiseaseThick and dark this moonless night, / Twisted and tangled the uphill narrow climb / Forward progress in disguise as affliction and deplorab…