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Category: creative writing

Fate’s Game – Short Story

A tawny colored hand, slim and poised, reaches out and tugs a slim red tie down into a firmer knot.

“Mom!” Ryan coughs and reaches up to where his starched, white collar is flared up, touching his chin…

Present – Short Story

A dark shape moved with the heavy sheets of rain. I counted the vague swirls marching down the sidewalk, reveling in the flood. The huge oak trees across from our building sat in pools, completely immersed to their roots. The shadows paraded down west 142nd street in a show of force against Manhattan…

Congratulations – Poem

You’ve won the lottery! What are the chances of birth? One in a million- you are alive.  Enjoy the stinging pain of loneliness. Feed upon your crippling self-doubt, confronted by questions you can never answer. Cherish the growing aches of your imperfect form. Drink in the stench of needless death as it surrounds you. And revel in your unending suffering and depression. For you are alive.

Drop Out – Short Story

It’s late in the afternoon as Clark types furiously on his laptop, air conditioner blasting loudly in the background trying to battle the hot and humid Florida fall. The old house groans occasionally with its age, and the cat hits the creaky spots on every stair on his way down, but Clark’s family has lived here since he was born, and he’s long considered it home. He’s been working on the next essay for his Monday class for a few hours now, and his shoulder’s droop lower as the minutes… Read more Drop Out – Short Story

Carrion – Poem

Its small form gradually gets bigger as it swoops lower and lower, approaching its target. The trees scarcely decorating the parking lot cut off line of sight as the ground approaches rapidly. Landed perched on the open lid like an ornate flag topper. Its eight-foot wingspan allowing it to lord over the large dumpster with peeling blue paint and regulations stuck to every side. …