Prose & Poetry

“I’d like to see Dr. Barnes.” Luella shutters her soul firmly under her skin. The young […]

Evening, an unfamiliar mountain road. There could be nothing strange about a deer darting in front

Calm down, you text. You’re beautiful no matter what! xoxo Stop that. I haven’t even sent

“So, tell me, why do you want to live?” Ro posed this seemingly important question to

Seated at the spinning wheel, the girl daydreamed listening to the tuneless melody of wooden spokes

Going through all the boxes in my attic brings back the good and the bad. As

“Fuck. We’re going to be late.” Melinda Gordon grabbed her light blue summer jacket from the

Two men in French blue overalls knock on the door and mumble something important.  Something will

“Here. This is for you.” The bartender places a clear drink down on a coaster in