Tag: Blood
-
Gazpacho
There is cool comfort In the coldness of gazpacho That during summer Fills burning mouths Made from the souls Of martyred tomatoes Brought forth by the Earth and sun This cold sweet blood Brings balance To carless, unbridled passions Cold tasty bloody gazpacho Leaves pleasantries and joy The only kind to drink Warm, metallic blood ... -
Happy Valentine’s Day
The following fictional letter is for entertainment purposes only Dear Valerie, I know we’ve been married for 28 years. During this time, you have given an amazing daughter. Nothing brought me greater joy than seeing Sam get married last. I’m so grateful that I could walk my baby girl down the aisle, but as usual, ... -
Home Visit: Part 2
Read PART 1 here ~~ I was lying in bed, listening to the whistle of wind against the side of the house. It had always been a comforting sound, and one of the few good things to come from the winters in New England. They had become colder every year since my husband had ... -
Home Visit: Part 1
Thursday was when I had my weekly home visits for blood work. For twelve years, my flesh had been trying to poison me, but by the grace of God, Dr. Hubert caught it in time. Who knew type II diabetes would actually kill you? After 71 years, the only way to keep the up in ... -
Bird- Part 2
Read Part 1 here Clarissa came home around four in the afternoon. She flung her purse on the couch and made her way into the kitchen. “Jay?” she called out. No answer. She went into the bedroom and saw Jay lying on his back with one of her good towels by his neck. “Is ... -
Manny’s Hands- Conclusion
Catch up on Parts 1 | 2 here before reading the conclusion He locked the door behind him and crashed onto the couch. He knew he would have to relax and catch his breath. It would only be a moment, but it was necessary. And while he lay there, thinking too many horrible thoughts, he ... -
Car Ride Home
Meet Andrei here. Read about his first day | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Date Gone Wrong Her head felt like lead, and every that made everything hurt. A seat belt held her in place as she pulled her head up. It flopped right back down, and she groaned from the effort. “You should relax or go back to ... -
Manny’s Hands- Part 2
Read Part 1 here “Dammit!” he said. He grabbed the phone and dialed Dr. Eckhart. It rang four times, and when Manny heard the voice on the other end, he thought it sounded like the pretty receptionist. “Dr. Eckhart’s office. How can I help you?” “Hi, sweetie. This is Manny Trinsic. I have some ... -
The Book Store: Part 1
I shivered. I could feel droplets of water slithering down the back of my neck. It was times like this that I would often be kicking myself for growing my hair out again, but, as much as I hate to admit it, the fact was that I could be quite vain at times and I ... -
Short Story: The Woman In Black
The dark summer clouds devour the sun’s rays, bringing an early nightfall to the city of Chicago. Leaves on the trees dance in the wind, swaying like lovers on the dance floor. Mother Earth rumbles as thunder rolls through. Lightning streaks across the sky, causing the city lights to turn off. Not a second later, ...