Looking back, she realized that where she went wrong that evening wasn’t the alcohol, the sex, the drugs, or even the second round of all those things. It was when she yielded the right of way to that damned taxi on 34th.
Category: Competition
Competition
“You see?” she shrieked, “You see what you’ve done?”
“No, but I wish I could.” he replied.
Winter’s Embrace
Nika looked up at Abner, lassoed her arms around him and squeezed. The snow-matted branch of a wind-mangled pine tree scratched against the window as another gust of wind stretched the linking wooden beams of the nearly buried cabin.
Laid on his deathbed.
“Did you ever love me?”
He was as cold to me as always.
Legacy
In the twenty years since my mother died, I had never known what to do with myself. Now, seeing my father marry his high school sweetheart, I realized what had to be done.
A Heavy Weight
At 25, he had already spent a life-time of regrets and guilt.
And the thought that there was more to come weighed on his mind heavily.
Prevention and Punishment Combined
The med student wanted to graft hands onto Sharia victims. The defenders of Sharia cut off *his* hands first.
em dash?
He always wondered why a writer like himself constantly felt the need to lengthen a perfectly adequate sentence with an em dash, especially since an em dash coming after something like an “h” or a “b” gives the letter the distinct appearance of sporting a massive erection. Oh—
Seeking Proof
On Halloween, Benny hunted ghouls in the Shiners’ cemetery, even though he doubted they existed. Then after a Fez tassel slapped his face and a corpse bit into his skull, he believed, briefly.
Bad Break Up
Looking back, it wasn’t that bad.Sure he had lost an arm,some teeth and two toes,but at least he was alive.
Do take some.
At various stages of his life, he had dealt with grief in different ways. As a child he would cry; as a boy he would forget it by playing pointless games; as a teen he would drown it out with music and the everyday life, but nowadays he just wrote stories for strangers to read, hoping selfishly that they would perhaps take some of it away.
Endings and Beginnings
Halfway up the courthouse steps, she turns and waves goodbye. Noone waves back.
Pictures
The thing he liked about the Straight Arrow Club was their magazine each month with the college girls in the tiny bathing suits. His father said the club was mostly like the Boy Scouts: TRUSTWORTHY, LOYAL, HELPFUL, that stuff, but at age 16 he papered his room with especially Miss November and Miss July –they had the greatest legs and bazooms.
Yes, to Be
To be or not to be, or to fly, or to be a bird, or an 8th grader, those are some of the questions. Answers are just more quesions in different clothing, for those 13 years old.
Orgins of Terrorism
Killing is easy when you have watched your family suffer every naked indignity. After than using the knives only felt normal and happiness was watching the blood gushing from their necks and stomachs.
The Cities Game
Centries old the struggle was only by men and the prize was women and everything else the loser had. It had started as a solution to war and an outlet for aggression and those who played well sometimes only had to play once, of course the losers only played the one time.
Too High to Joke about
“I’m way too high for this shit!” I shouted in the King Soopers produce section. The cop didn’t believe that I was diabetic and talking about my blood sugar.
It Just Had to End
She knew she had to run from the beatings, the bruisings, the blood and brutality. After all, the police were on their way, and being arrested was not an option.
Friends for Life (and Death)
And on the last weekend of every month he would go and spend hours upon hours with his friends.
Friends, who though dead, were good friends still.
Unconditional Love
Daddy never answered when I called, so mommy bought me a doll that resembled him and a box of pins I stuck in it to keep track of the times he didn’t answer. I still love my daddy, even though police found him in his rented room lying in a pool of blood from the small holes riddling his body.