Fiction
Dinner With the Footnotes
There it was, out in the open for all to see, like an upchucked chipmunk from their cat Mitzi on the rug in front of us.
Helen Finds Her Footing
It was well before Frank’s 5pm visitation dinner with Chloe, so it was unlikely he’d already be waiting outside. She hated the way adrenaline spurted into her bloodstream, making the vines on the side of the house blurry; hated leaving Blaze, her German Shepherd, behind. Dogs are not welcome on first dates in coffee shops. […]
Why You Hide From People You Know
We ran into each other at Safeway last week. I was holding a red pepper in my hand and he had a case of bud light in his cart. I blew air out of my nose in a silent laugh at what a mess he seemed. His hair was exactly the same as 4 years […]
Two Thumbs Off: Free At Last
No longer hostage to the vestigial ballast of our former master, we were free to chase whatever fancied our opposable whims.
Rising Mountains
Resting upon his sturdy mount as it dipped its long neck into the creek below, the knight looked around him at the valley ahead. Around him were the six other knights sent with him, and sitting amongst them were the common soldiers. Some, no more than 16, were still children. Barely old enough to be […]
From the Abuse Survivor’s Workbook
“I do not tell him that sometimes when he touches my breasts I feel very sad.”