1943.
The air raid sirens were going off. I could tell. Even from the thousands of feet above, I could hear the wailing of ...
1943. The year of my birth. To a very young mother. Raped by a stranger. I spent forty years believing that Tom Morra...
1943 (19:43 to be exact, but the : had given up life years ago) 30 oC 1943 29 oC 1944 The red LEDs blinked thei...
Sal · Runaway Train · Propose
Sal knew his time was running out, a runaway train heading straight for him but he had nowhere else to go. "So... wi...
Sal was in love. A part of her felt that she'd always been in love, and almost each time with a different man. But t...
Sal knew it was too late the minute the whistle blew. That train had been keeping time in Millersville for twenty yea...
Green.
Green cover holds me. Oak Tree stands guard behind me. Sun warms me. Stream sings me to sleep. Sleep meets with Dream...
Her eyes were green. No, not just green. Emeralds, yet infinitely more precious. Like the sea, though far more deep a...
Green. Indubitably so. A vast expanse if it, spreading out to the horizon. Different shades breaking it up into secti...
You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...
"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...
An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...
Kenya.
The heart beating, dazzling country Kenya is the home of millions of people all formed into one loving family. To som...
It was a random trip, picked quite literally with a dart to a map. Jon would be going to Kenya. He'd never been outsi...
Kenya was the name of my doppelganger. I thought it a strange name, thought he might call himself Jim or John, both m...
It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...
The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...
I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...
Half naked and desperate, the child climbed the thin bars of the door, her cage, staring at the world outside. Her ri...
It was difficult getting to people to understand that actually you wanted to be in the cage. That the cage was the sa...
The first few days she hadn't noticed the bars. She'd noticed very little about her surroundings other than that they...
It was the fall that surprised me most.
After the murder I found it hard to recall what happened in my personal life but only remembered other things. The a...
It was the fall that surprised me most. I watched as the sofa slid down the stairs of the women's dorm, I rushed down...
It was a surpise to discover that grandad's home disappeared down the sink hole. The ground literally swallowed him u...
Lola.
Prompt: Lola “Who’s for another?” it came out as one word. Jack knew it and hid the knowledge with busy bustle. He...
The moment she walked into the room, I knew I was in for a wild time. Dressed to the nines, head to toe in the most w...
Lola, she was a dancer... something about flowers in her hair or was it her underwear? He couldn't actually remember ...
In hindsight, the solution was obvious.
In hindsight, the solution was obvious. It was the one time Watson had solved the case before I had. He teased me abo...
The idea that bad luck happens when a black cat crosses your path is completely ridiculous. Maybe if the creature tri...
I saw it then, I see it now but somehow the access or more the feeling of ownership yes the feeling of ownership over...