Her heart was charged like a battery – she’d left it over night to steep and absorb all the power and now it was ready, so so ready to zap anything in it’s way. It was heavy and inundated with lightning and thunder.
She was born on an eleven. A beautiful, skinny, metallic sparkling eleven day. It was a Tuesday and that made it even better. I half expected her to appear with silver hair and blue eyes. That’s what elevens are.
I touched the satin lining of the feather comforter, revelling in it’s luxuriousness. I ran my fingers along the strands of thread woven together to create the smoothest of surfaces, shining in the new morning light.
Train tracks twisted and turned in my mind. Steel thoughts banged against the walls, others shooting forward, trying to deflect them. Newton’s Cradles clicked and clacked loudly, a clock’s needles fell backward […]
Glassy bottled beakers are reveling in sunlight from a tilted window nearby. Thick green gels ooze up to the top, bubbly purple spritz spurts from a wavering froth, a sticky white gum bursts with one resounding […]
The fizzy liquid sloshed into the cool glass cup. The shiny surface of the grape soda swirled around in it, bubbles zooming like magic across the top. The deep indigo color, glittering with silver foam, washed […]
She flew down, her vibrant blue feathers ruffling in the breeze which warned of storm winds. She looked down and landed on her branch, her home. The twigs twirled in the air, the brown disheveled surface […]
She sat at the counter, legs swinging under, her skirt falling daintily down over the stool. She held her face in her hands, batting her long, black eyelashes at the waiter in front of her. He winked and slid an […]
My hands shook like the inside of gelatin, shaking and moving jerkily. I stepped over the twisted tree trunk and slowly climbed the rope ladder. I closed my eyes, groping for the notches in the bark. My mind […]
The four girls recited their poem. “Blossoms and Bluebells, Peonies and Pansies, Girls of the Garden, tending petals with mirth, Girls of the Garden, sowing the earth.” Each took the other’s hands and nodded heads […]
She was emptying her life. Throwing away her Mary-Jane-wearing friends. Losing her childhood. Taking every ounce of safety out of her mind and finding wild, free, laughter. She was ready, ready to begin a new […]
She placed the cap on her head. Her blonde ringlets poked out from underneath, and it’s grey shadow hung on her freckles. She smiled and her eyes looked up at the red cap. It wasn’t just any cap. It was her […]
Just a backpack. Just a sling to carry her books. That’s all she needed for the rest of her night, that’s all she wanted. Her arms grasped the rough pink surface, the straps fell onto her shoulders, and her books […]
She wasn’t one. She knew she wasn’t. She couldn’t be. Right? Her mind seemed to flip flop every moment. She hadn’t committed a crime. She honestly hadn’t, she had just said something. Twelve simple words. Not even […]
Her hands fumbled with the coarse rope, the tawny brown strings flying in the wind. It stung her red wounds to tie it, but eventually the rope was taut enough to sail, and she could climb down. Her feet touched […]
She walked along the grey sidewalk, large black camera swung around her neck, pencil stuck behind her ear. Her hands quivered with anticipation and her mind whirred with ideas for the impending interview.
The stately brick houses stood towering above me. Creamy white columns stretched to the sky, curtained windows sat shut and still. I walked briskly up the steps, my mind whirring with ideas of the house in front […]