On the Livingstone estate, flies were sometimes the first indication that someone had died. Not always though. Occasionally the only indication was their absence at the weekend gathering and the ensuing silence when their seat remained empty …
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Skipping Stones
Tears fall like rain on an April morning. A plume of breath. Three skips of the heart. She hurls the tiny stone with all her might. It bounces–once, twice, three times. Thunderous beauty. Weathered and beaten like …
Observe More Than You Can
It is easy to get caught up in our chaotic lives and forget to look around. As Wordsworth so poetically put it, “The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay …
Loudhailer
She wore lipstick, bright, like a ripe cherry. Her leg bounced as she flicked her toe back and forth. His eyes traced the line of that restless limb as it disappeared under the hem of her dress, …
Midnight Chase VIII
Sam is tired of living life through the books she reads, so she dashes out of her apartment in the middle of the night. But she may be in for more than she bargains for when she …
Midnight Chase VII
Sam is tired of living life through the books she reads, so she dashes out of her apartment in the middle of the night. But she may be in for more than she bargains for when she …
Midnight Chase VI
Sam is tired of living life through the books she reads, so she dashes out of her apartment in the middle of the night. But she may be in for more than she bargains for when she …
Midnight Chase V
Sam is tired of living life through the books she reads, so she dashes out of her apartment in the middle of the night. But she may be in for more than she bargains for when she …
Midnight Chase IV
Sam is tired of living life through the books she reads, so she dashes out of her apartment in the middle of the night. But she may be in for more than she bargains for when she …
Tibetan Lemonade 