fiction

Chapter 1: Seasons

Sometimes the beginning of a new season is like the beginning of a new year–filled with hope and anticipation. Even dread. But most of...

Matt was wearing his favorite snapback, the logoless one he had found in his stocking almost three seasons ago. (His other presents from...

“Get in.” She reaches over and opens the passenger side door. But James continues walking as if pretending to not hear or see her. “I...

As the elevator doors slide open, I feel the rush of hot air brushing past my exposed ears. My eyes take a brief moment to adjust to the...

I finished and submitted a second short story today, and it ended up turning out a lot better than I had expected. Initially, I began...

“Get in.” She reaches over and opens the passenger side door. But James continues walking as if pretending to not hear or see her. “I...

She moves along with the throng, keeping her head low, both frightened and ashamed as her tattered feet make contact with foreign soil....

The porch stretches forward, sticking out beyond the neighboring houses by two and a half yards, reaching for the edge of the sidewalk...

They met at 2:00 P.M. at the only diner downtown. It was your typical prefabricated restaurant, with a counter, a casual atmosphere, and...

The harsh winds blew past me, whispering in my ears. Today’s the day, they told me. I shut them out with both hands, but through the...