• Michelle commented on the post, adolescent 5 years, 1 month ago

    “You have a choice,” the voice boomed loud in his ears, “to stay in this time and live as you are, or to be reborn with your memories and choose new life paths based on the knowledges gained in this past life.”

    Stewart stumbled to a wall, pushing against it with his upper back.

  • Michelle commented on the post, seated 5 years, 2 months ago

    Jason screeched, his willowy frame entirely hidden underneath the blankets on the bed his parents provided him. Dry leaves scratched against the bay window adjacent from his closet.

  • Michelle commented on the post, revved 5 years, 2 months ago

    The skyscape from the top of her condo didn’t allow Kim to feel any personal attachment to the people in her city. It showed buildings and lights, speeding cars, boats on the lake. She knew every street curve in sight, but she couldn’t tell you her neighbors name.

  • Michelle commented on the post, talon 5 years, 3 months ago

    Her days were filled with letters from different clients, all hoping her companies estimates had been wrong. She set the priority clients in one pile for someone higher up the ranks than her to handle. The mid-level clients were her correspondences.

    “I would enjoy working with letters more if they were delivered by bird.” She thought, a flash…[Read more]

  • Michelle commented on the post, disappear 5 years, 3 months ago

    His arms were spindly. A decade ago they lost their muscular shape and a decade before that his tattoos nearly glistened. They were stretched so tight on his bulky arms, before. Health was still with him, but it looked a lot different now.

  • Michelle commented on the post, doubled 5 years, 3 months ago

    The alarm on Kelly’s phone chimed. She fumbled in her pocket, a small attempt at smiling on her face. It was a poor apology to the patrons at her library. They weren’t even looking at her anymore. Phone still shrieking, she ducked under the information desk to silence it and grab her bag in unison.

  • Michelle commented on the post, disco 5 years, 4 months ago

    Chuckling, they flipped to the next page.

    “What are you kids doing?”

    They closed the album and scrambled to slide it under their parents bed before their mother could walk in the room.

    “Nothing!”

    She turned the corner before it was completely hidden.

  • Michelle commented on the post, beaming 5 years, 4 months ago

    The cabin echoed as they entered. High ceilings with wooden beams running the length of their investment shouted “Welcome to your new home!” back at them in Raul’s voice. It was dusty and as the echo persisted, he looked at his fiancee sheepishly and ruffled his hair.

    “It needs some work.”

  • Michelle commented on the post, orders 5 years, 4 months ago

    No one pays attention to intersectionality. They all follow their one marching order, proud to have a cause. The grass is yellow everywhere, bubs.

  • Michelle commented on the post, bourbon 5 years, 4 months ago

    There was only one way this conversation was going to happen and it was if Rick slid out from his booth and walked up to her. He did. The words gurgled in the base of his throat. She laughed at whatever that dick Bryan was saying and Rick threw his arms onto the bar instead. He could talk her tomorrow, when he was sober. He didn’t want it to…[Read more]

  • Michelle commented on the post, bourbon 5 years, 4 months ago

    Confronting Tim was impractical. It’s not that Tim was directly an asshole to anyone, but his sense of humor is insults disguised as sarcasm. This didn’t bode well with the already hyper-sensitive general populace of his workforce.
    “Jesus fucking Christ man, grow a pair!” even his laugh sounded snide.
    He just didn’t get it. Social normalcy…[Read more]

  • Michelle commented on the post, tracking 5 years, 4 months ago

    Anna knew her parents were watching her bank statement. It didn’t hinder her entirely, but there were a few things she wished they didn’t know. Like the amount of money spent on cardigans in the winter when they were on sale.

  • Michelle commented on the post, galaxy 8 years, 1 month ago

    It’s not like it’s so big. That would mean he’s so small, and he doesn’t feel so tiny. When conversation turns to a topic he understands, he boasts his voice to everyone who will listen. He is the last word; in his own mind, he is the massive force.

  • Michelle commented on the post, ego 8 years, 1 month ago

    Grace remembered the feeling of her chest filled with pride as she won another class notable. Eight years later she had assimilated in a way that made her only visible in people’s peripheral. She wished she could stand back out, but the crowds she once enjoyed now terrified her.

  • Michelle commented on the post, ego 8 years, 1 month ago

    The house had a concentrated amount of space. The two felt trapped with each other, though they had made the decision to find a life together. Stuck and too determined to leave the relationship and too unhappy to enjoy it, they took quick jabs at the others comments and side eyed every sentiment. The dinner […]

  • Michelle commented on the post, trusted 8 years, 1 month ago

    Sometimes my boyfriend snores. Not often, but enough that it’s worth mentioning. Past midnight right after I’ve gotten into the deeps of REM, he’ll honk one out and wake me up. If I told him he’d laugh and be embarrassed and ask me every morning if he snored, so instead of bringing it up I […]

  • Michelle commented on the post, wondered 8 years, 2 months ago

    He played a game on his iPod, something nondescript that cost 99 cents, and she stared at him from across the small round table. The hair on his neck was coming back, and the hair on his face was still neat, growing slowly. Large flecks of dandruff hid in the corners of his hair. She […]

  • Michelle commented on the post, almost 8 years, 2 months ago

    Almost wasn’t close enough and she erased the entire paragraph in order to start over. There were too many filler words that elementary writing classes had told her to avoid, and there wasn’t enough of a similarity to all her friends writing styles that she thought was better than her own, and there wasn’t enough […]