There once was a cookie baker, whose skills proved she was a faker. Replacing sugar with salt, was enough to make me halt. She ...

I stared at myself in the golden mirror. The light reflected off of my golden wedding dress. Mother didn’t think white was appropriate. I ...

Martha-Marie changed her gait when she fell and broke the gate.   This ain’t no delightful tale of cute Fi-Fi’s little tail.   The ...

Lula Mae Darling melts behind the cash register of a gas station off Interstate 95. Through the translucent cigarette ads, a faded, peeling South ...

Monochromatic color splayed like a smudge on the horizon.  A cardinal flits across my view. A bright red fleck in snow.

Infected: Chapter 1 Infected: Chapter 2 The air was brisk and dry as Braden stepped out into the open city air. He wrapped his ...

The writing bug has not only bit me, but it’s practically swallowed me whole! Lately, I’ve been typing away all day long—sometimes until 8:00 ...

I rush home from school. This may be the night. This is our chance to be a normal family. All the insanity waits beyond ...

I base my little tale on the actual life events of my grandfather, Wilburn Elliott. The Elliott characters in the story are all real, ...

When  recognition turns to roiling rage, and its flaming eyes pin you to the wall; there’s no escape. The truth has not set you ...