• DarkJanuary commented on the post, jumping 11 months, 2 weeks ago

    With his stomach in his chest, he raised his hands high and lifted his feet, screaming all the way down.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, grim 11 months, 2 weeks ago

    The smell was rank. Carl had no idea the smell of corpses would be close to smothering him. But the pay was good. It took nearly an hour to suppress the urge to gag, but figured it out. After two hours, the sight of mangled bodies and the stench of death almost didn’t bother him.

  • There were rules, both explicitly stated and implicit. When he came home, dinner was supposed to be ready. When you came home, she had to clean and quickly because she had to make dinner before he opened the door. If and when these rules were broken, so was her face.

  • You see the red and blue lights but you don’t hear them. Somewhere between panic and mortification, the sound of your heart skipping irregularly pulses loudly in your ears. Someone is easing you back on a gurney and asking you questions. You open you mouth and can’t find the air to speak or breathe. You close your eyes, sinking into something that…[Read more]

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, mustard 12 months ago

    Spicy brown, it warmed her mouth in all the best ways. She hummed and he laughed. “I can’t believe you actually did that,” he said. When she looked up at him, there was a mischievous grin on her face.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, startled 12 months ago

    Lost in her book, she didn’t see the dark shadow growing on her bed, or the hairy hands reaching out for her hair. By the time thick gnarly claws sunk into her neck, it was too late to scream.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, lack 12 months ago

    He always kept something to talk about in his back pocket because awkward silences were, well, he couldn’t think about what would happen if he allowed silence in, and anyway talking brought people closer to him and kept the people who didn’t care about him far away, so he didn’t see any harm in keeping the conversation going and going…

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, harness 12 months ago

    This was scary. The last time she’d tried, she’d fallen flat on her face. It’d taken over a year to put herself back together. But he promised he wouldn’t let her fall this time. He promised he’d be there to catch her every time. So she opened her arms and heart and fell.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, artificial 1 year ago

    Her lips were smooth and there was a light sprinkle of freckles along her nose that he hadn’t noticed before. She didn’t close her eyes, so he didn’t either. It felt like kissing a human, real and exciting, and he decided then and there it didn’t matter.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, plates 1 year ago

    She was going to the special cabinet. The one that held the family heirlooms. That’s how Alan knew this was serious. How many women had he brought home in the past five years? Dozens. But for this one, his mother insisted they use china for dinner. He was surprised at the relief flooding him.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, ferry 1 year ago

    Inside, they huddled close, some looking out the windows, others at the floor. Suddenly the ferry titled to one side, and people were sliding and screaming and grabbing onto each other. The intercom crackled to life and the ferry captain announced they’d run into a problem. The passengers looked at each other like ‘no shit!’

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, ferry 1 year ago

    It was cold and windy. Everyone huddled inside the cabin of the ferry. But Allison had been waiting all year to see the river from the deck. The ship’s loud horn blared farewell to the harbor and began to move. Allison inhaled a large breath of sea air, held onto the railing, and looked ahead.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, wedding 1 year ago

    There were doves. Freakin’ doves! Allison rolled her eyes and then feigned an awed smile. Everyone was clapping, and so she joined them, even though she was seething inside.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, helpless 1 year ago

    It takes strength to ask for help. That’s what they said. But she didn’t feel very strong as she filled out the forms to get her and her baby on welfare.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, cinema 1 year ago

    A safe haven from the noise at home, she paid exorbitant prices to be bombarded by Dolby surround sound. Sometimes it was even loud enough to drown out the echoes of threats and insults still ringing in her head.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, photography 1 year ago

    It wasn’t anything serious. Just something to pass the time. John enrolled in photography at the local community college because it beat sitting on the couch. Then she walked in and started talking about stillness and motion and beauty. John took mental pictures of her beautiful smile and decided to take the class a little more seriously.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, servant 1 year ago

    On his knees he found freedom. No longer a servant to society’s expectations or the rat race, he surrendered the burden of being perfect and making good decisions to his Mistress.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, cello 1 year ago

    The cello was brand new and polished. Jonathan ran his hands over the strings, his eyes fluttering for a moment as he plucked out a E flat. He could almost hear the symphony around him as he pictured himself on stage. Then his father barked at him for touching stuff they couldn’t afford. Jonathan dropped his hands and walked away.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, stats 1 year ago

    She’s 16 and pregnant. He’s 17 and already has a rap sheet. They walk into a fancy department store together, too black, too young, their clothing too worn and generic. Security doesn’t know about her pregnancy or his rap sheet. But they’re black, young, and that’s enough to be monitored.

  • DarkJanuary commented on the post, swaying 1 year, 1 month ago

    It was all about poise. When she walked in the dance hall, she drew every eye to her. Head up, shoulder’s back, a little swivel in her hips, that would keep them coming all night. Until he arrived. He was taller than her by a full head. Those piercing grey eyes were hypnotic. She lost her balance looking up into them.