I was wearing a ribbed white tee shirt with a wide scoop neck and faded khaki pants with […]
Original Nonfiction
white nylon rope A text, that you had been killed as the passenger in a head-on collision. I […]
At this present moment, I am a meromictic lake. My face is awash with saltwater sweat, indistinguishable to […]
You are seven years old and have just gotten the training wheels removed from your pink huffy bicycle. […]
It’s early morning and the sound of heavy rain fills my room. The drumming on the tin roof […]
[Phantom smell; also called an ‘olfactory hallucination’; smelling an odour that is not actually there.] These were the […]
My eyes are pointed at the mat because a large man has his hands cupped behind my head. […]
I don’t fall so much these days. That’s partly because I’m aware of the likelihood of falling, so […]
The dog didn’t want to go with the man. I could hear him trying to be friendly, trying […]
“Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, […]