• Kristen Leigh commented on the post, startled 6 years ago

    Dropping the shoes in the pool shouldn’t have startled him. A splash is not an abrupt sound. Yet his inability to focus without his glasses on kept Paul from knowing it was coming.

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, swell 6 years, 1 month ago

    Underneath the swell, just as the water began to retreat and drag the sand deeper into the deep, the sea cucumber secreted the curious pearl fish into the brine.

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, baby 6 years, 1 month ago

    Spills on the floor without something soft, like a blanket. There should always be a blanket. And the baby is broken. Like a bottle. Horrendous gibberish today. One word.

  • You weren’t dead when you hit the water so I don’t know why the splash was so violent, spurting like a geyser. There should have been some life left to make you kick your feet a little, flap your arms or […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, torch 7 years ago

    Like a torch burning in his gut, the sensation rose in his chest as he coughed. Spitting now into the soft receptacle of tissues and crumpling it into his sweaty fist, he tossed the evidence of his sickness into […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, crew 7 years ago

    I am crumpling leaf skeletons in my hand, watching their dried, crinkling surfaces flake. Sharp edges, I blow them into the wind. It doesn’t hurt my gloved hand and I am ready to prepare this space for the new season.

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, popcorn 7 years ago

    Don’t think, just write. This is what she thought about — against the direction of the facilitator — as she depressed the popcorn button on the microwave. The chirp signaled it was warming and the bag, spinning […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, lift 7 years ago

    Thundering up through the soles of his etnies, he rumbled down the pavement into the cool morning. It wouldn’t be long before he had to lift himself out of the gravel, picking stones from a bloody abrasion. Still […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, blast 7 years ago

    Underline me, Adeline. I’m waiting for you to notice me, sitting here, passive. I won’t move or run or jump or lie or untangle my mood to suit your whim. I’m just waiting for you to notice me, so I can blast the […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, loss 7 years ago

    Without thinking, Connie let the door slam behind her. When she heard the mournful bay of Camille, her Golden Retriever, she knew it was a mistake. There was no going back, no way to call her back in again. The […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, medical 7 years ago

    Sticky, all over the back of the chair, so she slumps forward to avoid the yolk. He had thrown the eggs first, but the beaters were unexpected. When she sought medical attention all she wanted was for someone to […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, gallery 7 years ago

    Shell dreams, again the pinks fading to mauve the ivory the salty taste when I put them on my tongue. They hang down in the doorway, clicking together as we enter the gallery. They cover the surface of a wine […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, curse 7 years ago

    Shadows crept across the wall. The tree branches scraped at the glass, scritching their pleas as the wind tickled their limbs. Emma held her breath, knowing fear of the dark would always be her curse. As a young […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, balloon 7 years, 1 month ago

    Hit it! Harder!

    That’s all I heard before the blue balloon burst, releasing the plastic anchor from its suspension in the middle of the room. It clattered to the floor, and the cold rubber of the party favor […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, shelter 7 years, 1 month ago

    The stairs wound around the iron pole, rising from the basement to the dust-filled loft. The sunlight streamed through the circular window, catching the particles as they floated through the air, igniting them for […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, ants 7 years, 1 month ago

    Staying up and waiting for this new song to come on the radio and then dancing around like flying ants that don’t light up. That’s what the music is for, I feel lit from within when they play my favorite song. […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, flirt 7 years, 1 month ago

    The brush rolls through the crimson, streaks the surface of the canvas and flirts with the notion of a sunset…no, a rose…no, something less obvious. An idea, then. It streaks slashes of red and skates along […]

  • Kristen Leigh commented on the post, clue 7 years, 1 month ago

    Bread sticks and wine that tasted more like vinegar than cabernet. Get a clue, I thought, as he strode like a peacock across the restaurant to meet me. This guy, with his french cuffed shirt and navy pants, leaves […]