I leaned into him she put an arm around me and an arm under his head. He stared at the ceiling as I ran my fingers over the scars littered around his hips. Those scars. Those scars he made out pain. I flinched as I touched the fresh ones he made just after this mornings… Continue reading Be Okay Together; A Flash Fiction
She slammed the door to their apartment with purse in hand. She pulled on the car door. It did not open, and so she pulled the handle the couple more times before looking for the keys. They weren’t in her purse. She looked back at the apartment. She could see her keys sitting on the… Continue reading Dear Love…; A Flash Fiction
My heals clicked the hospital floor abnormally loud as I walked down to his hospital room. There was a constant beeping that seemed to have no rhythm. The only still in that room was his still and half lifeless body sinking in the hospital bed. I sat down on the chair beside his bed and… Continue reading It’s What You Didn’t Do; a flash fiction.
I went to the ocean after it. I remember my mother telling me that it could heal you. She said something about the salt spray coming off of the ocean just does something to your soul. Or maybe it was about all that life in it just does something to you. Yeah, she said that… Continue reading Here; a Flash Fiction
The sticks always made identical noises when I stomped on them as we stumbled under the trees giggling and grabbing on to each other. “Over there,” he said pulling me into the bushes. “Okay,” I said giggling and following him. He pulled me against him and I pressed my lips into his for one long… Continue reading Walked Away; A Flash Fiction.
The snow sat invisible on her white hair.She seemed to be glowing. Her whole body had a shimmer to it. The children danced and played in the snow bank beside her. Her laugh lines moved vigorously as she giggled at one child who rolled down his own man made hill.”Are you having fun, dear?” I… Continue reading I Had To; a Flash Fiction
I know that you want those words. Those words that turn so rigid against the air. And I should’ve said them. I could’ve said them. I would’ve said them if I didn’t wonder if they were to grow too heavy for you. I would have said them every time you lost yourself in something and… Continue reading I Love You; a Flash Fiction.