Fredericksburg — When we move in we’ll hang a bench on the patio and when it rains I’ll complain about not being able to see the stars, and one Sunday when I’m back from my parents’ I’ll find you on a ladder with sky on your face and town on your chin and a light bulb and a smirk and you’ll say, Now we can turn them on whenever we want. We’ll change the outside color every year. No colonial pastels, nothing for p...
Reading — She spent her days ordering circles, squares and rectangles of color on a page. In her dreams however, in that alternate universe where she might become anything else at a moment’s notice, she believe...
Enid — Spring on the prairie, twister time in tornado alley. … Ask anyone in Oklahoma, approaching storms, can be felt, smelt, miles away. On certain afternoons, the air, quivering with energy, release...
Rio de janeiro — It’s eleven PM and I’m getting out of a movie called The Canyons. I’m not sure what I think about the film, do I like it or not and why, and it is with this kind of cinephile reasoning in mind that I ...
Day 55 #100happydays: The couple
do you know what it is like;to live differently then others your age? first chapter
Squeezed within the mouth of an animal more powerful than she could possibly be. Pressed until the hope leaked out.
The pair was stacked. Two hollow accordions sitting deflated, squat, and patient on the floor.
He existed in a windstorm. Feverishly keeping the lattice work of lies he'd built from violently splintering into the howl.
It's 11pm. I get out of a movie theatre and get a taxi cab. And what follows is violent.
"Everyone's wrong", she said. "The real problem with life is that you don't get to choose who loves *you*."
On the river
Found on a Tombstone
Excerpt - Midnight Omen Deja vu
Me & James F. 6
Things to remember
Jack & Sharon
All Your Names
Well I think first kiss are interesting as fuck
Back to #1 in Mystery Thriller. I must be doing something right...
How I broke my hand A short story by gre2g whittle
After he pushed the pad, the wall rose to reveal a copy of Chris van Allsburg's Mysteries of Harris Burdick.
A Million Things at Once
If Everyone Was Standing Outside My Door
Me & James F. 5
This is the house, she says.