Category: Short Stories

Lessons

I was in the shadows behind his head when he started to come around but I kept silent because that’s part of it. Despair felt like a stone in the middle of my body and my tongue was a bar of copper in my mouth. I knew the script because I wrote it but it…


Pretty Monsters

  The sidewalk was empty and I was alone. I love to be alone. I am free to be myself, without fear or restraint. It is rare to find time alone within a large city except during certain hours of the night; and, while three A.M. is not the best time to be out and…