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...

Mary wandered through Arlington National Cemetery. She was looking for her grandfather's tombstone. In a sea of perfe...

I am different. I know it. They know it. They being society. In our society, we are to dress the same, act the same, ...

From the edge of a hole in the ground, lying on his side in a pool of his own blood, Jim looked around for his arm. ...

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...

I'm trapped. I came to the beach, ready to relax. Ready to escape my work, and every annoying person in my life. But ...

"Come here," I whisper loud enough for her to hear me. She gives me a look and laughs, tilting her head up to the sky...

That damn tree was going to fall on him, he just knew it. What use was the open sky, the billowing waves of blue, or...

The storm had blown over, but not before it had blown over his ship, along with all of his crew. The captain always w...

So close, yet so far. Matey the Pirate never understood the phrase until these last few days of his life. The woodp...

The waves were bigger than she'd ever seen before. They were not waves tonight. They were destructive bombs, pulveriz...

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...

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 ...

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...

Sitting at a desk with pen in hand. "It's us against the world." "Watch out, America." The circle of faces tight...

I was an optimist. I thought that I, like Hemingway, could weave my influence between countries, live in the welcomin...

He couldn't see through the rain. The rain covered everything in sight, like a thick veil of mosquito netting had bee...

She turns around, but he has vanished again. She weighs the pros and cons of speaking before opening her mouth. "I ca...

"So you're saying you didn't see Willie Mason leaving the store Friday night?" PI Dot Post eyed the man sitting in he...

I'm fine No really. Really really! I'm not being aggressive. NO, I'm NOT! I am NOT shouting. I'm perfectly Ok...