The last song | Flash Fiction
The music was faint so far away from the stage, but they had room to sit down and still see the performers from the distance. Their barrier warrior days were mostly over, and they were content with arriving later, seeing fewer shows, and staying away from the crowd…
Wish | Short Story
He took another sip of his drink and grinned. "I'm whatever you want me to be."…
Work
Congrats. You've made it. You look like a Professional Writer. Is this not what you always wanted? Are you still not happy?…
Shadow – Flash Fiction
Since you insist on following me, I'm going to have to take your picture. | Flash Fiction | Photography …
Not A Poem
I still don’t know why he turned away from the home I made for him to light himself on fire in the middle of the street. I don’t know why he told me martyrdom made a much better mistress than me.…
3AM Friend
The clinking of mugs in the kitchen pulled her back from a restless sleep and into the dark middle of the night. Only the quiet rumble of the aircon filled the silence in her half-empty apartment. She sat up on her bed and squinted to have a better…
Countdown
The day was breaking, and she was not afraid anymore. Her knees were sore from kneeling but her soul was cleansed. As the first rays of sunlight entered her room, she stood up to look outside her window—a thin blanket of snow covered the courtyard as people came…