I should have known something was wrong when the chatty guy who ran the BnB went suddenly silent the next morning. No, we should have known something was wrong when we first wandered off path to this strange place, with the dripping of water everywhere, all silence and water and mists. We were there to […]
The day I died was like any other day, right up until the brakes in my car failed and then ohnocan’tstopwhycan’tistop and then … it’s weird how a few seconds can change everything. The crunch of metal, lightning-fast pain, too fast to even know what hit me – probably a tree branch. I woke up […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Coming Home Azure fantasies, all I had from within steel-barred walls. Memories of you like a butterfly flittering in for a moment, gone. We both agreed that I needed to do this, to do what I could. And now, The work is done. You’re waiting beneath buzzing, fluorescent lights, no […]
“It’s funny when grown adults act like spoiled children,” you once said. “It becomes not funny when they have guns.” I laughed and said, “True.” We were talking about the invasion of some faraway land. The situation had nothing to do with us. Now, I hear ignorant people calling you antifa, saying you had it […]
We knew it might come to this, the two of us in a dark alley facing off with two guys who have herded us here. “Freaking reaver lovers,” the one guy says to us. I’m calling him pimple face, because – pimples. “Do it,” Vielle says back to me. We’ve been best friends for our […]
I still believe in miracles, you said, your final words to me on my death bed. Now that I’ve joined the great cloud of witnesses, now that I’m watching you from heaven, I wish you will. You can’t have rainbows without rain, but storms pass. This too shall pass, my love. At the end of […]
It’s not easy being fabulous. Let me tell you something. Have you ever tried to walk – let alone dance like this – in six inch heels? I’ll tell you what. If you had to dance in heels, one minute for every time someone has dared to judge me, yeah – I’d like to see […]
I put my phone down slowly, at the same time you get home, just in time to watch me staring at the wall in shock and horror. “You called them, didn’t you?” You shake your head, close the door, set your keys down in the bowl on the counter and proceed to quickly put away […]
Where do ghosts come from? People living in war-torn lands, not quite fleeing from the senseless, aimless weapons fired by people who think of this like a video game, trying to capture strategic points, not even bothering to avoid the “soft targets,” the civilians, because there’s the terror that comes with seeing women and children […]
In the world I come from, we see and speak in colors. I was born as brilliant violet swirling with faintest hints of pink, with a breath of smoke that wafted and puffed between each word. Now that I’m older, I’ll settle for blues and grays. I lounge with you beneath starlit skies and dream […]
Anne Higa 