Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
I slowly made my way through the rows of seated people desperate to get out of this ceremony. The elder slowly pushe...
butterfly is my name, butterfly is my code name is what I mean. Small 'b'. Serial number 123456123456. One day I will...
A crappy painting of a girl in headphones standing on the crest of a mountain, surrounded by butterflies. This is wh...
She heard it calling out to her. Her clearing in Yellowstone -- it was whispering that it longed for her presence. An...
His apology was not the thing she'd expected when she checked her phone in the morning. With one eye she stared at th...
"What is this?" I ask, my voice becoming more and more hysterical with every word I say. "It's your life." Jordan say...
The words hovered beneath my glowing finger, power incarnate. I lifted the text, spinning it lazily in the air, befor...
"And when I get older, I'm going to be a fairy!" little Leslie exclaimed. On their second playdate, she and her new p...
I danced in the circle. Just me, my friend Jeanine, and a fairy. That's right, a fairy. People who study this would c...
They danced in a circle by the shores off the lake, laughing as they held each other. Their shifts, made of white sam...
Nostalgia. Oh, how I love the feeling. Staring across the dim room at my parent's house is where it began. Noticing...
0900 hrs. Scott was seen leaving his fiance's home by a neighbour who looked up as he slammed the door hard and swore...
The following is excerpted from IrishAbroad circa 2000: Flashback .Sunday morning 11am...Woke up to the sound of me o...
Just a regular person. · The one who always had it in for me, ever since school. · Let it go
Justin was just a regular guy before I discovered him. Sure, he'd played Chronoball before. I'd even seen him do quit...
Have I ever told you the story of how I got expelled from high school? It all started with this asshole kid, Greg Hel...
Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...
Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...
"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...
Deep beneath our feet lies a maze of tunnels, crypts, secret passages, large and small pipes, cables, each layer adde...
In the Kiliswa village, status depended upon how many bricks you could carry at once. If you put down any of your bri...
I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...
I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...
The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...