Prose Poetry: Tornado Sky

A short one. A storm roils overhead, gray clouds swirling green and then a deep violet- black. There is nothing here. A field, flatter than a pancake rolls far and away for miles. A thin highway snakes across the plain into the clouded horizon. Alongside it, the train tracks are embedded in the earth, iron … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Jack

Sorry, Dad…   And through the heady, incensed smoke, through the din and screeching laughter of corseted and uncorseted ladies, he saw her. Her face alight with laughter, her dark hair in tangled ringlets about her heart shaped face. In the instant he saw her, he knew there would never be another who would capture … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: The Game

I haven’t posted anything in a while. It’s not that I haven’t been writing, I’ve just been focusing on longer works and sort of neglecting the flash fiction format. This one was a quickie I wrote a few nights back. Not sure how I feel about it, but figured I’d post it anyway. We used … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Valentine’s Day

They sit on the hood of his car, staring into the sky. The moon is full and pregnant with light, the stars are dripping with it, diamonds catching and refracting it until the whole sky is lit like a beacon. The lake in front of them reflects everything, not even a ripple marring the image, … Continue reading

Prose Poetry: My Bones

My bones are hollow, cracked, and dusty. Only good for breaking, only reset badly. I cannot layer them with books and hope the weight won’t crumble them. I cannot rest weary elbows on them and hope the years forget to splinter through. They are made for nothing. The world slips through the porous openings in … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Inbox

An old one. Maybe it seems like an odd choice, thanks to its melancholy, but it was written during New Year’s once, and seemed sort of appropriate, if angst-y. My inbox used to be full of you. And I hadn’t realized just how much it had emptied, just how trivial the content there had become, … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: The Knight

Once upon a time, there was a knight who became a statue. It was a curse, as these things go, and before he could cry out he was no longer made of flesh, muscle, tissue, bone. He was no longer a man, with man-like joints and tendons and flexing hands and toes. He was cold, … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Siren

There is a ship. There is a ship on the sea, and the sky is gray and rumbling, and he stands on the port bow, wind threatening to carry him down to the hungry waves below. He keeps a wide stance and digs his heels in. If he listens hard enough, he can still hear … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: The Devil and Train

Okay, so this is not technically flash fiction. This is the draft opening to my current WIP, which I have been working on the last few months. This is why there has not been much flash fiction – so I thought I’d share a little of what I’m working on! It’s rough, but it’s the … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Nightmare Man

She does not remember a time when he didn’t strangle her dreams and turn them into nightmares. When his eyes, black as pitch, bottomless, didn’t stare down at her through a snow white mask, a mask she knew was meant to disguise hideous scars, flesh opened up to world, exposing rotten muscle and bone. When … Continue reading